She laced her fingers through his and smiled. "I think most of the bugs were bad-guys," Donny pointed out, "or at least were trying to kill us a lot of the time. Still going strong here, though," she said reaching for the bottle between them and pouring them both a generous measure of vodka.
"Umm, you say that like I'm not used to the pointing and looks," she gesticulated to herself. "Model, remember? Absolutely not an assassin of any sort, nope, not at all," Donny said shooting Mitch a loving smile. "Forgot just how sexy you looked all sweaty and covered in goo," she grinned. Eh, it might not be a traditional relationship, but it worked.