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madison_avenue (madison_avenue) wrote in silverage,

Don chuckled, lifting his hand from the paper. "Noticed that, did you?" he murmured, spinning it around, "It's purely innocent. Just a young you, holding a flower. My artistic skills leave a little something to be desired."

He avoided the question of how long he'd lived here. There were too many variables. Here in New York City? A few months, thanks to the divorce which was the root cause of his having drank so much last night. Here in New York state? Sixteen, maybe seventeen years. It didn't matter. This wasn't anything she needed to know.

"I work at an ad agency. I'm trying to figure out something for Lyndon Johnson's - the president," he clarified, he hoped unnecessarily. Who wouldn't know the presdient? "-for his campaign. How about you - Lily, was it? What do you do when you're not lost in New York City?"