Corso rapped his knuckles on Adira's door. No response. He sighed and knocked again. "Whaddya want?" snapped Adira, not looking up from her accounting books. "You ain't still mad at me, are ya?"Adira nearly dug her fingers into her eyes. "I really hate it when you ask me that question.""Can I come in?""Fine."Corso opened the door and walked in, grinning sheepishly. He had a large box in his hands. "Hey, uh, remember when we were on Narsh last month?"Adira was fascinated by the box, mainly because she knew it was from one of her favorite department stores. "Yeah...""I finally set enough money aside to buy you that coat you wanted."Adira's resolve was weakening. "After an argument?""Aw, come on, ya know ya still want it."She took the box from him, opened it up and sure enough, the floor length black duster was inside. Her green eyes sparkled as she looked at him. "I'll take it if you promise to stop being so overprotective.""I'll try...""Corso…""Okay, okay, I will.""Thank you." Her lekku twitched as she pecked him on the cheek. "You're really lucky I love and tolerate your bullshit so much.""I could say the same of you, ya know," he replied, grinning. "Ah, shaddup," she giggled as she kissed him again.