Pete grimaces at the smoothie. "No, she really doesn't. She's been here just about twenty-four hours and she can't stop talking about getting married. To me. Which, as we both know, is both a terrible idea, and one that's probably mostly reactionary to the idea of being along for the rest of her life cuz the other two idiots couldn't make it work with her...not that she shoulda agreed to marry Rasputin to begin with. that had disaster written all over it from the start."

He sits back. "Still. She keeps sayin' she wants a life here with me, and all I can think about is the fact that in about a month, she'll wake up, realize that she wants something different and then be off."