"Besides, I can look at it this way," Annie muses out loud, walking back into the middle of the living room and silently bemoaning the lack of seating. She'll have to do something about that, maybe commission someone to make a few chairs in exchange for - well, whatever she can offer that isn't monetary, since none of that matters here. It certainly makes the issue of payment an interesting one.

"The benefit of getting the crew to do it for me is getting to look at a bunch of hot, sweaty guys working all day," she replies, her tone too soft and innocent for the way her mouth dips into a smirk, slight and knowing.