She smiled and leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you. And thank you for coming tonight. I know you're not a tux and stuffy party kind of guy."
Anya was going to make it up to him. The night had been so much easier with him at her side. Her mind was already working on finding something to do that he would enjoy. And she knew the perfect thing. The Eagles were currently touring (for their fourth or fifth farewell tour) and Anya knew she could not only get tickets, but get backstage passes. Sometimes it really paid to be a Stark.
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