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Conor:May have a problem.

Eoghan:What kind of problem? Jesus, can’t you fuckers leave me to enjoy my honeymoon in peace?

Conor:What bit you in the ass?

Conor:Wait, you’re on your honeymoon. Guess that was a dumb question.

Conor:Didn’t see you as a bottom.

Eoghan:Leave my ass out of this.

Eoghan:And Inessa.

Eoghan:And what we get up to in bed. Jesus, Conor.

Conor:You’re a prude.

Eoghan:I’m not. I just don’t want to talk about this shit, and you and Declan have been fucking messaging me nonstop.

Conor:What am I supposed to do with my problem?

Eoghan:Send it to one of the others?

Conor:I can’t. Not really. Only you and Finn know this, and I don’t want him to know that I know, even though I’m pretty sure he knows that I know.

Eoghan:Well, that made sense.

Eoghan:What don’t you want Finn to know that you know?

Conor:Ma overheard your conversation.

Eoghan:Which conversation?

Conor:You know when you were telling Finn that you work for MI6 and that Aoife’s the daughter of the president?

Conor:Eoghan?

Eoghan:I’m here. Just trying not to think of ways to kill you from across the pond.

Conor:I’m safe unless you have a strain of Anthrax in your luggage.

Conor:Do you?

Eoghan:Do I what?

Conor:Have a strain of Anthrax with you?

Eoghan:No, they don’t let that kind of thing through TSA.

Conor:Life is so boring nowadays, isn’t it?

Eoghan:Yeah, it’s a real drag. So, Ma overheard the conversation? How did that happen?

Conor:Thought she was making coffee.

Eoghan:And she walked in?

Conor:Yeah.

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