"Well," she started, raising her eyebrow at him and leaning back with her arms crossed over her chest, "I had just assumed that you weren't planning on contacting me at all. Word around the league is that you're a bit of an enigma, Mister Quigley." 'Word around the league' -- did that make her sound like she was some sort of player-collecting trollop? She backpedaled a moment later, shifting to rub the back of her neck. "I mean, when I asked Vinny about you he didn't know much."
There. That proved she'd been asking about him and made her look less terrible, she thought. Still, he had come a long way out to visit her, and from the look of him he wasn't exactly in his element. That won definite points in her book. She took a step toward him and glanced down at his hand.
"Apologize -- with a handshake." The incredulity in her voice was more amused than anything, and before she lost her nerve, Marissa stepped forward to lean up and peck a kiss to his cheek as she shook his hand.
"Well, that's at least a start."
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