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[theirlawyer]

The Nexus has a lot of benefits, ranging from plush comfortable mattresses to long buffets filled with all kinds of food that Ainsley could normally only dream of, but what she finds is the very best door so far is the one she opens when she goes to find Sam and instead opens a door to a tropical beach paradise. The calming rush of ocean waves to the shore of a private beach and a cabana makes Ainsley all too aware that what she's missing is a beach vacation.

She props the door open with her shoe before heading off to find the appropriate clothes and the right partner for that kind of thing. Dressed in an oversized t-shirt that belongs to some guy she'd accidentally stolen it from, Ainsley hitches her well-stocked bag of preparations (and food) higher over her shoulder while she tries the door right next to the beach one, as if Sam might have moved without telling her.

"Sam?" she calls, knocking steadily. "I'm giving you another thirty seconds. Trust me, you'll like it," she promises sweetly, because she really can't imagine anyone who wouldn't like the hot sun and sand of a beautiful beach where no expectations or responsibilities lay on their heads.

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[imnotrobin]

"Might not be a bad thing, a president who sticks to her guns," Sam says, always wanting to argue the counterpoint to her point. It was one of the reasons he liked being with Ainsley much more than other women he'd dated in the recent past; she's always got something to say and she says it oh so eloquently.

"I'd like to see it."

[theirlawyer]

"Maybe so, but who'd vote for it?" she asks wryly and pointedly, but still gives Sam a kiss for the effort and for saying the words. She's trained him well and they've only really barely started dating. Reaching for her tank top, she shimmies into it, allowing her bikini bottoms to get some sun and start to dry. "Better someone who knows how to sweet talk the public, like a CJ."