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"It's about flowers," he said and showed her the cover of some non fiction thing on flowers. "It was on the rack to be shelved and I just picked it up."

Adah eyed the cover with a worriedly arched eyebrow.

"You're reading about flowers," she commented. She wasn't usually one to mince words on stating the obvious, but she felt the situation actually called for it.

"It was the first book I picked up and I decided just to see," he explained. "Just because!"

"You know that I have to make fun of you about that, right?" Adah asked. "It's not a matter of whether I want to or not, it's just something that I must do."

"That is just not fair," he said and promptly hid his book. "What flowers?"

Adah smirked. "Oh, what, so now you're suggesting that I imagined you with totally girly reading material?"

"You completely imagined it," he said, nodding sagely.

"Yes, because I am wont to having hallucinations," Adah deadpanned, eying him a little. "Tell me; if you weren't in here reading girly books, then what were you doing when I came in here?"

"Thinking deep thoughts," he said, nodding. "Very deep thoughts."

"Yeah?" Adah asked, smiling a little more as she settled as comfortably as she could with her hip against the desk. "Like what?"

"Secret deep thoughts," he amended.

Yeah, if the Eel thought that Adah was going to grace that with anything more than a firm look, then her suspicions that her knew her better than anyone were just going to have to be thrown right out the window.

"What?" He couldn't not laugh at that look. "It's true!"

"Well, you can tell me anyway," Adah pried. "Who am I going to tell? Pride? He talks even less than I do."

"I don't know," he said, looking at her critically. "You could tell a lot of people. These are very secret thoughts."

The critical look was returned measure-for-measure. "A very good point," Adah deadpanned. "I'm such an uncontrollable blabbermouth that I'll bet half the school already knows and you haven't even told me yet."

"What?" she asked innocently, after making a breakneck decision to play this card. If he got upset over it, well, then, he could just deal. "You don't trust me?"

"I think you might have the roles reversed," he said easily. "I trust you."

Adah's eyes narrowed slightly, mostly playfully, at the comment before responding, "Then remind me why you can't tell me these secret deep thoughts that you supposedly have?"

"Because."

That wasn't an answer but it was fun to tease her.

"Oh, come on!" He was far better at teasing her than Adah felt anyone had a right to be. "Don't make me start threatening to tell everyone that you like pretty, pretty flowers, you Eel."

"No one would believe you," he responded. "I'd just show them my arms and they'd forget!"

...Adah hated when he had those moments of cleverness. Good thing they were so rare. She'd have to think a moment on this one...

"I'll borrow some sedatives from the clinic," she said, finally, "and knock you out with them the next time we sleep together, and then tattoo pretty, pretty flowers on your arms while you're out, so that whenever you show anyone, you'll only succeed in proving my point."

He gawked at her.

"That is a lot of work to prove your point," he said. "And I'll just withhold sleeping with you again."

Which would suck but hey.

"I'm very stubborn and there are very few things as important to me as proving my point," Adah reminded him. "You should know this. Of course, you could avoid all this trouble on my part or deprivation on yours very easily by just telling me what sort of deep secret thoughts you have when you are certainly not reading about pretty, pretty flowers."

"What if I said I was thinking about you?" Lee asked.

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