Eiizabeth rolled her eyes a little. She had a feeling there was more to it than that (though that certainly didn't help), but she'd long since learned Booker had his secrets. It frustrated her sometimes, but she didn't push. It was already a trying sort of day.
"Where are we going to go eat?" she asked instead. She didn't really have any preference, she supposed, as long as they could sit outside with Oliver.
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Date: 2014-06-28 07:31 pm (UTC)"Where are we going to go eat?" she asked instead. She didn't really have any preference, she supposed, as long as they could sit outside with Oliver.