"I don't care about him..." Honey told him, in regards to the asshole on the "top floor". She brushed his stupidity aside. Imagine, being upset about something so silly. He could be so competitive. It wasn’t like they would live in an apartment building forever. She completely expected they'd move into a more choice settings someday. Besides, he was moving off topic and she wasn't going to allow him to side track what had previously been implied.
"Stop changing the subject. You'll have to put in the leg work Xander. You can't expect me to be a slave to your cause. This will be mostly your show." She wanted to put in her two cents now before he started day dreaming about her doing everything. He had the tendency to lazy but the charisma to make this a successful lifestyle choice. Good thing she was smart enough to see through his charm. It was one of the reasons he married her...she was certain. Despite this "love" he had just spoke of, Honey didn't look exactly pleased that he seemed to delegate her to his first lady already. Then again, she probably shouldn't be so bothered. She'd never dreamed of political office and she supposed having a husband that was an exulted public servant would serve her in some capacity. She could take a year off and maybe...help with his campaign.
She was suddenly reminded some other things she'd been thinking about the past few days.
"Have you considered having children?" she asked bluntly and then,to soften that question since it seemed randomly blurted, she stuck in, "Did you want me to take your name? I am a little confused about this marriage to be frank. I know it was rather informal but...if you are campaigning and making our lives public then I need to know what you expect from our nuptials."