Re: Savannah/Marty
"Yes, I'm not sure how I got to twenty-one without knowing that rule. It's shocking," she answered, chuckling, but then she snorted. "I can show you what violence is and I don't even have to move. I'm sitting on your lap and I can go on fire. Really, baby, you don't want to start a war, especially when we're saying the same thing: cheerleaders are better."
Savannah put an arm on Marty's shoulder and played with his hair. "I know they could have been. I told you that I will do the work, because I don't want any of you to get hurt because I'm not doing my part. I don't mind. It's just not what I pictured myself doing, that's all."
She kissed his nose smiling. "You have this way of making open ended statements when you want to know something." She pressed her forehead against his, smiling. "I thought we had this discussion all ready. I'm coming with you, wherever you are, and I told Hetty already that I'm not giving you up, and we'll have to work on clearances or whatever I'll need to be with you. "