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The simple yet aggravating smile that her icy hues caught threatening to take over the taller man’s features caused the blonde to curl her fingers up so she was making a fist. It had started off a friendly conversation, and now it had gone towards suggestions for certain things; something the Ravishing Russian was used to but for some odd reason today she wasn’t feeling as receptive to it than she normally would. “A suggestion that could potentially lead me directly into the office and how would I explain that? I know they’re making me out to be just another blonde valet like in the Attitude Era and that would certainly skyrocket that.” He meant well, she could see it in his eyes, but she just could not take that. 

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          ^{He felt a yawn work its way up his throat, not because he was bored, but because the lack of sleep was finally catching up to him. He clamped his lips shut, knowing full well that yawning right now would probably incite the other’s temper, and while he rarely passed on opportunities to rile up those who annoyed him, he also knew that Lana’s wrath was something he didn’t want to experience.      “So? Y’gotta take risks and do what you feel is interesting. Who knows? Maybe they’d like my suggestion. You should be more distinctive and make a name for yourself, not just be seen as Rusev’s personal ring announcer or whatever. Be bold.”      He recommend with a lazy shrug of his shoulders.}