There he goes again, dimpling up at her. If he laughs -- really laughs, his eyes crinkling and mouth open and head thrown back -- she could be a lost cause.

"Why would I get all mad at you?"

Their phone conversation alone was enough to tell her he suspected. She lifts her chin even though she doesn't keep her eyes on him the whole time.

"I asked about getting another one when I got mine, but Spike's guy suggested we wait a while before giving him a call." She shrugs a little, almost dismissive. "Mine's Marianne Lorress. Not my request," she admits with a small smile. "It's from a movie called A Lady Without Passport. I thought it worked well enough."