Wow, you say that as if I don't know you, my Richard.

[The words are light and teasing, because Alex Reagan is most assuredly aware of the kind of the man that Richard is, and she definitely loves him anyway. He can be a complete asshole, but he's her complete asshole, even if it means that she needs to share him with the specter of Coralee and the shade of Warren hovering over them.

Alex just lays her head against his chest, with a smile.]

We'll make it work, and you're forgetting one thing, my Hades. I'm persistent and annoying and I called you eleven times. Imagine what I can do with just a wall between us.