[ She rolls her eyes at him, but it's not like he's wrong. Her self-respect went out the window a long time ago. Probably whenever it was she first discovered Jose Cuervo. ]
Guess I can't let a perfectly good ass go to waste.
[ She heads to the door, pushes it open to the living space inside, and casts a glance at him over her shoulder. ]
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Guess I can't let a perfectly good ass go to waste.
[ She heads to the door, pushes it open to the living space inside, and casts a glance at him over her shoulder. ]
Come on in. Take a load off.