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The old rule still applies. During the time that's designated as theirs, together, there are to be no work-related distractions.

Which means he's silenced his inbound messages for anything that isn't emergency-priority. Everything else will just have to wait a while.

Simon settles on the couch next to Kaylee, and holds out a mug of homemade cocoa. "So. How's my first attempt?"

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"Did you expect that to change right off?" Kaylee tilts her head.

"No," he says, "and I think I'm okay with it."

A beat. "Though we should do something special every now and then."

"Oh, we're doin' something special," Kaylee says -- a little ominously. "What's the fun of bein' young and fabulous if you don't ever get to go out and show off your pretty husband?"

Simon pauses with his mug at his lips, and raises his eyebrows at her.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I know better than to say dancing," she says, wry. "But I'm gonna do some research."

"We could do that together," he suggests, and drinks. "Find out what there is to do around town that we might both like."

"Another list." With some satisfaction. "I like makin' lists."

"How many have you got now?"

Beat.

"Or is that going to lead to making a list of lists?"

Kaylee takes another sip of cocoa. "I'm not that bad off."

He tips his head to her in acknowledgment.

"So," after a beat. "Any other thoughts for what to do today?"

"Let's be boring." She settles her head against his shoulder. "Unless you got another suggestion."

He rests his head comfortably against hers. "Boring sounds perfect."

"And if I fall asleep, you're gonna wake me up, right?"

"Absolutely."

Beat. "Do you think you're likely to?"

Ominous: "Maybe."

He chuckles.

"Will it help you stay awake if you get to pick what we watch?"

"Maybe, but you're not gonna like it," she says, cheerful.

He eyes her.

With great suspicion.

"Well, you know I'd pick somethin' girly and godawful -- "

"More so than the one about the girl superheroes in sailor suits?"

"Worse," Kaylee says, with a dark sort of glee.

"...Do you have something specific in mind, or are you just trying to terrify me?"

He's half-laughing.

"Scary stories are appropriate at this time of night."

"Oh," he says, "well, if we're telling scary stories ..."

And he starts to grin.

"Do you know the one about the hitchhiker?"

Kaylee rolls her eyes. "Which one?"