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It wasn't the first time Ethan Banks had heard that question. He leaned back in his chair, and swallowed before answering. His eyes were eager, and his lips were slightly pulled into a half smile, that was enough for Blair to understand that he wasn't serious.

"Couldn't you research more about me? I've already talked about this in many interviews"

"I'm not a reporter. I'm not interested in the automatic response," she shot back.

"Well, Miss Curiosity, I needed to take on greater responsibilities."

Blair ate pieces of bread in succession so she didn't have to say anything. She had nothing to say. The responsibility of having to make that conversation work was weighing on his shoulders. The notion that there was a recorder in her bag was overwhelming.

"Like driving a Lamborghini and wearing expensive suits?" Before she even realized, or filtered, the provocative words were out of the redhead's lips.

"Yes. You don't know how this life tires me" Ethan ironized.

"We can exchange" she propo