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(7:23 AM)Sly:I miss you
(7:23 AM)Sly:I hope you’re okay
(7:23 AM)Sly:Also there should be a present at the front desk for you this afternoon
(6:33 AM)Sloane:I just woke up
(6:33 AM)Sloane:Ooooh presents are fun
(6:34 AM)Sloane:I miss you too
(4:47 PM)Sloane:A Black Widow singing toothbrush???
(5:51 PM)Sly:Game on
(5:51 PM)Sly:Me 1, You 0
(4:51 PM)Sloane:Revel now, suffer later
(5:52 PM)Sly:In it to win it
(4:52 PM)Sloane:That’s what you think
Monday, 10/13
(6:48 PM)Sly:How are you?
(4:50 PM)Sloane:My feet hurt
(4:53 PM)Sloane:Shooting an advertising campaign today and I just want to go on record and say it’s bullshit that you get to run around showing off suits and watches and I’m over here in six inch stilettos all the time
(6:54 PM)Sly:For what shoes?
(4:54 PM)Sloane:It’s a perfume
(6:55 PM)Sly:Because everyone knows heels make you smell better
(4:55 PM)Sloane:Bite me
(6:56 PM)Sly:Thought that was your job
(4:59 PM)Sloane:I may never walk again
(7:01 PM)Sly:Who knew Portland was the place to go for perfume?
(5:02 PM)Sloane:Only because that’s where they could fit it in my schedule
(5:03 PM)Sloane:Tomorrow’s another cover shoot. They’ve taken out a million dollars’ worth of diamonds for me to wear. This life is so weird sometimes
(7:05 PM)Sly:Truth.
(7:05 PM)Sly:Another truth? I’d like to see you in those diamonds.
(5:06 PM)Sloane:Really?
(7:06 PM)Sly:You wearing a whole bunch of diamonds and nothing else? Yes please
(5:06 PM)Sloane:How about you try that and see where it gets you?
