#sylvanmiller

Emily: Infants are easy. Sylvan: I wouldn't say easy. But also not nearly as high-maintenance as some claim. Emily: Sylvan's mom insists that's only because Poppy is a calm child. She may have a point, because unlike Sylvan, Poppy has never gone running around the yard without pants. Sylvan: My mom is clearly talking about Silver. Emily: Of course. Let's blame the brother from another mother. Sylvan: Emily's trying to derail the conversation with stories from my childhood so she doesn't have to talk about her secret weapon. Emily: Oh, come on! Sylvan: What? Emily: Our secret weapon!

Emily: I can't keep this to myself... Sylvan's mom and dad died the same day Poppy was born.

Sylvan: Emily! Seriously?!

Gia: I think we should stay with that for a moment.

Sylvan: No.

Emily: There is plenty to talk about.

Sylvan: They crashed a car. The end.

Gia: And what did that do to you?

Sylvan: Nothing. I'm fine.

Emily: But your behavior has been saying otherwise...

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Emily: I need to check the market before bed. Sylvan: No, you don't. Emily: Actually, I do. Some people need chamomile tea. I need to see my stocks behaving. If not my phone, then a laptop. Sylvan: No. Emily: Then how am I supposed to entertain myself? Sylvan: Touch grass. Read books. Enjoy your vacation. Emily: You're being unreasonable. I'd like to speak with your boss. Sylvan: I am the boss here. Emily: I see... I have more executive experience, so I'll be taking charge from now on.

Emily: I blame the wine. Sylvan: So I'm a drunken mistake now? Emily: Yes. But I mean it lovingly. Sylvan: You have a point... It was wine from morning to evening. Emily: Seriously, who stores crates of wine in a safehouse? Sylvan: Maybe it was under protection. Emily: They failed. It should have been protected from us.