He Made the Evil Pay

That night, Aaron rolled up to Olivia's dingy flat right after his meeting. He parked his fancy ride out front, looking like a million bucks in a dump.

"Wow, swanky digs you got here," Aaron said with a smirk as he stepped out of his car.

Olivia shot back, "Yeah, it's not exactly the Ritz, but it's home."

"Hey, I didn't mean it like that," Aaron replied, trying to backpedal. "I just hope you'll find a better one."

"Sure, sure," Olivia said, rolling her eyes. "Let's just get inside. I've got a plan to share, Mr. Big Shot."

Aaron chuckled, following her in. "Can't wait to hear it."

It was clear Olivia was all hyped up explaining her proposal, totally opposite to Aaron, who looked beat from his all-day meeting.

"So, this is my big plan!" Olivia said, eyes sparkling.

"Wow, someone's been busy," Aaron muttered, barely stifling a yawn.

"Yeah, unlike some people, I actually did something today," Olivia shot back, grinning.