> "And we appreciate it," Derek said standing behind her and slipping his
arms
> about her.  "But where we're going it really doesn't matter whether or not
> we are wrinkled."
>
> "I know." she admitted, putting her hands over his arms and hugging them a
> little.  Didn't matter where he or they were headed, it would still be
> something she'd probably end up doing anyway.  One of her quirks probably.
>
> She closed her eyes and made do with the moment they had, knowing that
soon
> they'd be in Legacy mode to do much else.
>
"Well I guess I'll be the best dressed man in the artic."

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