“How's the design draft for her studio coming along?" Rosalynn sampled a piece of fish, savoring the taste.

“Annalise is quite the handful.” Keegan sighed helplessly.

“Whenever she has an idea, she shares it with me. She calls and talks to me for lengthy periods, when she could have conveyed her thoughts in just two minutes. She probably had the food sent over today because she felt guilty for being such a nuisance."

"I doubt that's the case." Rosalynn regarded him knowingly.

Keegan looked puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

“Did she act Like this when you first met?"

Rosalynn set her utensils down, leaned in, and playfully winked as she touched his arm.

Keegan's expression froze for a moment before realization dawned.

"You mean she's flirting with me intentionally? She did act that way. I just assumed that people who returned from abroad were Like that."

Rosalynn resumed eating, remaining silent.

Still in disbelief, Keegan added, "Didn't Virgil say Annalise was his girlfriend?"

“But Annalise never confirmed that," Rosalynn responded nonchalantly.

Annalise, now divorced, found herself unattached. So...

“Are you suggesting she considers Virgil as her backup plan, while still trying to reel in another man?" Keegan inquired.

“Perhaps."

Rosalynn's opinion of Annalise was less than favorable.

"Unbelievable." Keegan sighed.

"Rosalynn, you've gotten me in trouble."

Rosalynn grinned.

“Eat up."

“I'm hesitant to eat food sent by Annalise."