Carter Rutherford:
CC tells me you're printing that story.
Lexie Littleton:
I haven't decided.
Carter Rutherford:
You're not a reporter. You're a *liar*.
Lexie Littleton:
Slow down there, Kaiser.
Carter Rutherford:
If you just wanted a story, then why didn't the Trib send one of their hacks with a cigar stuffed in their snout. But, no, they sent you to snuggle up and play nice.
Lexie Littleton:
I never was much for cigars, but if it'd make you feel better...
Carter Rutherford:
Maybe I should just leave twenty bucks on the bed stand!
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