As much as he doesn't want to believe it, he does. She's put an infuriatingly large amount of thought into this and he can't find a reason to disagree with her conclusions. He's almost equally as mad about how much she's enjoying the hospitality of his very fine and expensive cushions. Is he really about to go in on a project where he will have to see her repetitively for, how long, weeks? Sigh. No one had better ever accuse him of not trying to build his bridges enough after this.
"Fine. Fine. I'll pitch in. But, I don't know how you expect me to keep Max from trying to plant his flag in this."
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Date: 2024-05-19 09:46 pm (UTC)"Fine. Fine. I'll pitch in. But, I don't know how you expect me to keep Max from trying to plant his flag in this."