Dalton nodded. "Fair enough. I don't even get along with everyone. Not even Elton John. He's a bitch."
He chuckled. "I'd say your weight is perfect." He watched her as she walked in silence, wondering what she was thinking. Her response pleasantly surprised him. "I could do that. I'd only break the rules with you."
He walked into the room with her, looking around happily. "I remembered that you liked this room... I spent a lot of time in here, while you were gone."