Now...

"Now." Ashley slaps her thighs and stands, "That was a good talk, but I need to run."

Ethan smirks. "Literally, or figuratively?"

"Both," Ashley smirks back, making her way over to her shoes. "Gotta a lotta calories to work off."

Watching her walk away, Ethan thinks of another way she could work it off... {if Ashley=false}But alas, that ship has sailed.{endif}