They're in uncharted waters now, paddling around something bigger than either of them are willing to deal with without finishing half of this bottle first. Castle levels that laser sight of a look of his right over the rim of her glass. His expression is half curious, half amused.
"Fine. I will." He hefts his glass. "Now drink your wine."
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"Fine. I will." He hefts his glass. "Now drink your wine."