Regan shoots him a slantwise look at him, amused and a little wary, and takes the folder from him. And opens it.
And reads the headline on the top piece of paper. (There's a tidy bundle of digital paper beneath it, but this sheet has been clipped slightly less tidily to the top, as if someone removed it from the stack and placed it at the front after the bundle was assembled.) The headline is purple, and it sparkles, with text effects she hasn't seen since she was thirteen and hid issues of Young Women's Weekly under her bed.
It's purple, and it's sparkly, and it reads SIMON TAM: MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR, and that alone makes her eyebrows rise as far as they'll go. A quick, disbelieving glance to Gabriel, and she keeps reading.
By the time she's halfway through the third paragraph, she has her hand pressed to her mouth to stifle laughter.
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And reads the headline on the top piece of paper. (There's a tidy bundle of digital paper beneath it, but this sheet has been clipped slightly less tidily to the top, as if someone removed it from the stack and placed it at the front after the bundle was assembled.) The headline is purple, and it sparkles, with text effects she hasn't seen since she was thirteen and hid issues of Young Women's Weekly under her bed.
It's purple, and it's sparkly, and it reads SIMON TAM: MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR, and that alone makes her eyebrows rise as far as they'll go. A quick, disbelieving glance to Gabriel, and she keeps reading.
By the time she's halfway through the third paragraph, she has her hand pressed to her mouth to stifle laughter.