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Arden shrugged, not disagreeing with her. “There are some days I definitely wish I could Magic Mike my way through life. Got to be easier.” He exhaled a plume of smoke, though he was careful to blow it away from her. “Chemistry, huh? Must be a smart little cookie. And trust me, we aren’t shipping anything interesting. Agriculture, mostly. Textiles, some metals. Expanding the list every day.”

“Shake those hips, work it,” she chuckled at the idea of the man being a stripper, it just didn’t seem like him.  “Oh I’m very smart, smart, adorable and a delight in every way,” Lottie laughed with more enthusiasm.  Her amusement calming down a little as she listened to his response, “I have such visions of you transporting piles of grass and hay bales.  It’s a very pretty picture in my head.”