After this...

[freshoffthefarm]

Apparently, wearing her very expensive diamonds (the ones that made her sparkle from the other side of the room) to work really only tipped people off about the kind of morning she'd had, especially since she'd arrived an hour late

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[fakes_death]

Clay was still in his office and figured he'd be there for another five or so minutes as he finished his conference call. It lasted 10 minutes passed when he originally wanted to leave, so he quickly packed up his things and headed down to the parking lot.

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie had opted to wait inside the building rather than outside, even though her coat probably would have kept her warm.

Talking quietly with the guards manning the security station, she was laughing at a joke one of them had told when she heard the elevator and turned to see Clay walking toward her. "That's my ride, guys. See you tomorrow."

As he approached, she smiled and said, "Hi, honey."

[fakes_death]

"Hi," Clay said with a smile, "How was your day?"

Clay looked tired, but no more tired than he had been any other day after work.

[freshoffthefarm]

Pushing open the door and then holding it for him, she answered mildly. "It was a little hectic in the morning, but evened out to a steady tedium in the afternoon."

Annie slid her hand into his as they walked the short distance to his car and added, "You look tired. How was yours?"

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie laughed out loud and, leaving him with the wine. "Thank you for holding my hair while I was sick, by the way."

Sitting at the table, she looked it over and shook her head. "I married the perfect man. James Bond outside of the house, Martha Steward inside."

[fakes_death]

"Now I've never used insider trading information for the benefit of my investment portfolio." He was joking, "But thank you."

[freshoffthefarm]

"I've seen your financial records, Mr. Webb. I know for a fact how we'll you've done with your investment portfolio," she joked right back. "You've never needed insider trading."

[fakes_death]

Clay chuckled then started to eat, "Just good instincts I guess."