"Then you need to take pictures of you with Amos," Fiona retorted teasingly, sticking her tongue out at the younger woman. She would even take a few tonight if Clary wanted.
Fiona did manage to catch Clary's phone, looking through the profile before giving her nod of approval and passing it back. "What do you think--should we look through profiles or just wait to see if anyone likes ours?" she asked before taking a large sip of her wine. Both options seemed a bit scary, if she were being honest with herself, but it had also been over a year now since Desmond had been convicted, and her divorce had been final for months. It was time to reclaim her life fully.