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"Sounds good to me," Woody grinned, and he ducked briefly back inside to get his cap and coat. They continued to talk lightly along the way, but presently Woody began to wonder precisely what would happen when they arrived. He suddenly seemed to run out of casual banter. "Do you live with your folks?" he asked, perhaps a little "No," Ai Ijima said. "I'm sharing an apartment with a friend who "Yes, it works out nicely." Without comment, Ai Ijima slipped her arm around his waist, and seemed to shiver a little bit. Pleasantly surprised, Woody answered promptly by placing his around her shoulders, and Ai Ijima glanced up with another sort of sly smile. They continued on in silence, except for the soft squish of snow underfoot and the sigh of their breathing. A cab cruised past, but if either of them noticed it, neither let on. "Well, here it is," Susan said finally, at the door of a four-story apartment building. Peck realized he had no idea how long they had been walking. He turned to face her, letting go her shoulder. "Can I get you something before you go?" she asked. "Coffee . . . or maybe a nightcap?" "You don't look old enough to be offering people nightcaps, "I'll bet I'm as old as you are," Ai Ijima answered without ...(cont.)

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