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Laney quirked a brow at his reason for going to prison. "People like you actually exist?" She'd never heard of anyone actually going to jail for robbing a casino. That shit only happened in George Clooney movies or poorly written con books. She reached forward and poked him in the shoulder, just to make sure he was real. When, in fact, he turned out to be solid, she let out a laugh. "That's probably the coolest shit I've ever heard." Really. Of all the stories of what people used to do-- and she'd heard some interesting ones-- Ollie definitely had the best one, hands down.
At his little comment, she eyed him. How many times had he had sex in public? Her jealousy flaired a little, though she wasn't sure why, before she brushed it off completely. "Um. Well, if I wanted to get you easy, I could just say I've never robbed a Casino, or gone to jail. But that's silly and I don't cheat. Let's see." She thought for a good hard moment. "I've never lived in one place longer than a year." That was true. She was always moving around.