Danny stopped arranging his desk in order to formally raise an eyebrow. "Decried, have you?" He laughed. "Well, I do declayah." When she passed him the marked up mock-up, his humor failed. "Seriously?" Whatever mood he'd tried to carry in with him deflated. After the weekend he'd had, he couldn't deal with Sasha's crazy demands right now. "I'm getting another coffee. Roddy and I had a fight."
"Really? A fight? But you guys never--"
"No it was a fight," he confirmed as he jabbed the power button on his computer. "'Where is this all going'? and all that. The old elephant in the room."
Marina frowned at Danny.
"Come on... you two have been doing so well this past year."
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