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I burst into laughter. “Okay. I’ll go shopping.”
I ended up in a lingerie boutique in Seven Virtues by virtue of the fact they had a silk robe in the window that perfectly matched the green of Ethan’s eyes. Wishing my mother could be with me, I take a picture of the sets I’m debating buying and hit the first face that pops up.
Fallon:
Which set do you think I should buy?
I attach two photos and press Send. Figuring it will take my mother a few minutes to reply, I move into a different section of the local boutique and flip through racks of lingerie.
Ethan:
Christ, Fallon. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?
Fallon:
Oops. Wrong text. Sorry. My bad.
Ethan:
Your bad?
Ethan:
Why the fuck are you taking pics of yourself in lingerie?
Ethan:
And just who the hell did you mean to send those pics to? ??
Fallon:
Mama.
Ethan:
Oh.
Fallon:
Oh? That’s what you have to say?
Ethan:
Hi to your mother.
Fallon:
Not, oh sorry? Not oh, you look hot? Not oh, yeah, I was a jealous ass?
Ethan:
Take your pick.
Ethan:
Christ, Fal, when the hell are we going to be in the same room again?
Ethan: