Well, I was in blue earlier. I’ll remember to wear that suit for our next rendezvous.

[ Clay rolls his eyes and smiles more than she allowed herself, seeing that flicker of almost-affection. He remembers the metaphorical olive branch and reaches into an inside pocket of his jacket. ]

I saw this and thought of you. At first I wanted to thank you for being here with it, but… that doesn’t seem appropriate. I just want you to have it.

[ He’s explains with a lack of his usual air of surety as he fishes for and retrieves the felt box. Holding it out with his right hand, it’s now wrapped and bowed with a turquoise ribbon. ]

Before you badger me for my taste in jewelry- you don’t have to keep it; I was just thinking about you this week. [ Missing you this week. ]

Were you busy with work?