Charlie nodded. He wouldn't push the matter right now. They were meant to be escaping their problems for the night, not wallowing in them. "Tell me about.. uh.. fuck." What could they talk about? They had ZERO interests in common. "Tell me about your job. The one in New York. I don't really know anything about it." But he admired Ana for being so successful. She could have lived off her trust fund and never lifted a finger, but she wanted to have a job.