"You're a tabloid reporter," Sarah reminded him as she followed him to the door. She grabbed his hand and pushed it open, double checking on the 'do not disturb' sign as she pulled him out. "You're not any sort of properly journalist and you know it."
She laughed, ignoring the self deprecation in her joke. Being a tabloid reporter was no glamorous career in her opinion. But she still loved it.
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Date: 2008-08-06 12:07 am (UTC)She laughed, ignoring the self deprecation in her joke. Being a tabloid reporter was no glamorous career in her opinion. But she still loved it.