Addie + Zemo
There was a smile on his face that rivaled the Cheshire Cat's; big and wide and maybe a little smug. Addie looked like she'd been on her way out. He was proud of himself for talking her into staying.
"James is taking care of the club this evening. I've been taking some time away from it. I had a stalker problem recently, and they had the nerve to follow me to work." Or at least, he thought he had a stalker. He didn't. Dunwich had simply been messing with him. Regardless, the last thing he wanted was for someone potentially dangerous to follow him anywhere near his husband.
"And how have you been, Miss Addie? How's Pagemaster?"