<div style="text-align: justify;">Cassandra shook her head when Sarah reacted that way. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Weird lady</span></span>, she thought to herself. Cass was still unsure about the agent. Sometimes it seemed like the woman wanted to please her. And sometimes, like she thought she was being too assertive. Shrugging it off when the woman left, Cassandra took a look at Blake, curious.<br/><br/>When he returned to her side, she also looked around. It did have a lot of room, even if they ended up choosing to keep the bar.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"Sorry"</span>, Cassandra replied when Blake asked her if she had any more theories. Staying silent while he spoke about the house, she nodded when he finished. His smile made her smile back and touch his face.<br/><br/>When he stopped smiling and made that comment about the bed, Cassandra sighed, guilt showing in her green eyes. Standing on tiptoes, she kissed Blake's lips gently.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"I'm sorry, I didn't really think you could take it seriously"</span>, she murmured softly. Stepping lightly on his feet, Cass wrapped her arms around Blake and let her head rest on his chest. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"I was joking. I can't promise we'll never have problems again, but I can promise I won't kick you out of our bedroom again"</span>.<br/><br/>Trying to lighten the mood, she nibbled on his chin. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"I need you to make babies, you know"</span>, she joked. After a pause and another look around the basement, she completed softly. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"We'll take the house"</span>, Cass murmured, with a smile. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"And we'll be happy here. I'm sure we will"</span>.</div>