- Annie Walker: You don't have to apologize.
- [shakes her head]
- Annie Walker: You were right. I was being overly cautious and... overly protective. I already lost one friend this week. I don't wanna lose my best one on top of that.
- Auggie Anderson: So, we're besties?
- Annie Walker: Try not to freak out about it.
- [smiles]
- Auggie Anderson: [chuckles, then his hand finds hers] Well, we had our first fight. Now we're like a real married couple.
- Annie Walker: [at sidewalk café] It's 12:08. The meeting was set for noon.
- Auggie Anderson: Well, we are on Barcelona time.
- Annie Walker: I'm just saying, if we were back at your desk right now, this would be the time you tell me to pull the rip-cord.
- Auggie Anderson: Yeah, then you wouldn't listen to me and you'd do whatever you want.
- Annie Walker: Mm.
- [smirks]
- Auggie Anderson: Why are you sitting so far away? We're married.
- [pulls her chair nearer]
- Auggie Anderson: This is supposed to be romantic. Give me your hand.
- [takes her hand, kisses it]
- Auggie Anderson: That's better.
- Annie Walker: [bemused smile, shakes her head] You're enjoying this way too much.
- Auggie Anderson: Aw, I'm enjoying this just the right amount.
- Annie Walker: [bored] I gotta tell you, I imagined a more romantic honeymoon, Mr. Quinn. You turned our bed into a work station.
- Auggie Anderson: [busy with laptop, can't really hear because of headphones] Uh-huh.
- Annie Walker: [gets up] You could have at least carried me across the threshold.
- Auggie Anderson: Our flight doesn't leave for four hours. I need some privacy to run these diagnostics.
- Annie Walker: Are you even listening to me?
- Auggie Anderson: [takes off headphones] Well, you asked why we're here in the safe house, didn't you?
- Annie Walker: No, I didn't.
- Auggie Anderson: Oh.
- Annie Walker: [looks out the window, talking to herself] First thing a guy does as soon as he gets married? Stop listening. Or so I'm told.