Sometimes I do believe it, for a little while. Like with why we were sent to New Mexico.

( She makes a turn around gesture with her hand, lips pulling up into a lopsided grin. Who knows? Maybe Caesar would be with someone not so smart... say, a pretty blonde! She could be really charismatic and undemanding! What if her only fault was being a total -- ahaha, no, she can't see him having extended tolerance for a total airhead, even if the airhead never got when he was fed up with her antics. )

I just learn from things, that's all. And right now I want to get my hands on your back. Scoot! You can keep your tablet on your lap for reading.

( Having taken the time to situate her own legs properly, she waits patiently for Caesar to follow suit. )