Neal: [is sitting in a cafe, as he usually does, reading the paper and waiting.]
Sophie: [shows up fashionably late and settles in across from him]
Well, we're packed and ready to leave town.
Neal: [glances up with a smile]
Everything work out with your corrupt millionaire?
Sophie: [a soft smirk]
Of course. Thank you for your help.
Neal: No
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