With an unreadable expression, he stared at her intently, placing a hand to her forehead as he spoke, “Are you running some kind of fever? Because you can’t be serious.”

“Huh? Why not? Hear me out Vic, please,” she begged, hands shyly tugging on his tie.

“Fine, why are you thinking about this all of a sudden?”

“I wouldn’t say it’s sudden, we’ve talked about this before, and I never said I didn’t want to–rather, it was a conflicting decision. But ...