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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,

"Of course you have a choice," she replied as she settled into the seat he'd gestured to. "You can say 'not now' and I'll just keep popping in to check whether or not you're ready." When she sat down, the skirt she was wearing slid a little higher up her leg than she was comfortable with, but she couldn't imagine he could see that across the desk. She had taken Selina's advice in regard to her wardrobe, keeping that in mind when she'd shopped. She might have misjudged a little on the skirts though; she hadn't taken sitting down into account when trying them on.

"I want to know why I'm here," she said as she rested the folder over her knees. "Given our last conversation, I would have thought here was the very last pace on Earth you'd want me." She fixed her eyes on him, brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face. She had pinned up her hair -- it seemed safer after she'd nearly gotten it caught in the typewriter on Friday -- but it left her neck a little bare for her liking.

"So you'll have to forgive my curiosity in regard to your motives, Mr. Draper."