She shrugs into the dress as he picks up. She can't hear the conversation, but once she pulls the dress over her head she can see the set of his shoulders, the sudden tension, and she feels herself tensing in response as she zips up the dress, wincing as she catches skin with the hasty tug.
"The car's still. Opposite side of the building. We'll need the bag." She doesn't ask who had been on the phone. That could wait, she trusted him enough for that.
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Date: 2012-08-11 05:54 am (UTC)"The car's still. Opposite side of the building. We'll need the bag." She doesn't ask who had been on the phone. That could wait, she trusted him enough for that.