Toffee lowered her lashes with artful mystery. "A long way away," she said huskily.
"Stop that," Marc said. "Stop sounding like a movie vamp with a bad cold and come on."
"I have things to discuss with the congressman, haven't I, Congressman Bloodsop?"
"Why, of course, dear," the congressman said, leering at the things he hoped she referred to.
"What things?" Marc asked crudely.
"You'll see," Toffee said. "Enjoy the passing scenery." She turned back to Congressman Bloodsop. "I hear you've got some wonderful connections."
"Some of the best, dear."
"In Washington?"
"Straight up to the President," Orvil Bloodsop boasted. "All the way up."
"The President?" Toffee said. "Who's that?"