She tells him she really cannot.

I can't. I'm sorry babe. Isn't there any other day you want to hang out?

...Yeah. Tomorrow. Or heck, even the day after that. Can you hang out the day after tomorrow?

*She thought about her hickeys.* No, I'm really swamped with work this week.

...*She heard him sigh.* That never mattered to you before. You don't even need the money; why are you spending so much time there?

Are we really going to go there?

...You know I didn't mean it like that. Babe, c'mon. What's gotten into you lately? You didn't want to hang out yesterday nor today, and not tomorrow...not at all this week, and not even after work on Friday? What's going on?

*She hesitated.*