Alex keeps moving, finding a bowl and a fork. She's as meticulous with the eggs as she was with the potatoes, cracking them one at a time, careful to keep out even the tiniest bit of shell.
"I am good for him," she says, without hesitation. "We're a good team, when we listen to one another. He has great instincts about the job, but sometimes he can't keep his prejudice and his gut separate. And I'm a more empirical person. I want facts, evidence, I want each bit to make sense. And he forces me to let go of that sometimes, and take a leap of faith."
"It's hard, sometimes. We don't always end up on the same page, it's true -- and my god, I swear I've never had so many shouting matches with one person in my life. In that respect, he's -- he doesn't take a challenge well, not unless you're willing to stand up to him or be rolled right over."
It's clear she's thinking in a more professional capacity.
She can't bring herself to think of him any other way, not here in the light of day. Not even as she remembers being curled up with him on the couch last night.
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"I am good for him," she says, without hesitation. "We're a good team, when we listen to one another. He has great instincts about the job, but sometimes he can't keep his prejudice and his gut separate. And I'm a more empirical person. I want facts, evidence, I want each bit to make sense. And he forces me to let go of that sometimes, and take a leap of faith."
"It's hard, sometimes. We don't always end up on the same page, it's true -- and my god, I swear I've never had so many shouting matches with one person in my life. In that respect, he's -- he doesn't take a challenge well, not unless you're willing to stand up to him or be rolled right over."
It's clear she's thinking in a more professional capacity.
She can't bring herself to think of him any other way, not here in the light of day. Not even as she remembers being curled up with him on the couch last night.