Marilyn slides the hand on his cheek up into his hair to tug on it, bringing their faces much closer together. Their noses almost brush, and contrary to Vulpes’s previous words about this not getting anywhere, he hasn’t moved his hand.

But then Vulpes seems displeased by Marilyn calling him fun. He finally removes his hand, and sits up properly.

“I am not here for your entertainment.” He hisses, staring at her with a hard expression.

She sighs, pulling back and fixing her hair.

“Aren’t you a grumpy gecko?”

Vulpes sniffs, “What happened to us getting to business? You’ve done nothing but procrastinate and waste my time. Perhaps I should ask for someone else to come speak to me.”

At that, Marilyn laughs.

“Who else is there?”

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