[Edward swivels very slightly in the chair behind his desk, turning to face the door.]
Come in.
[He knows who it is. He's been expecting her. But he doesn't rise from his chair to get the door for her. He's pursued her for long enough---now it's her turn to slink to him. It's just like that old song, isn't it?
"The cat came back the very next day, Yes, the cat came back. They thought she was gone, but the cat came back. She just couldn't stay away..."]
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Come in.
[He knows who it is. He's been expecting her. But he doesn't rise from his chair to get the door for her. He's pursued her for long enough---now it's her turn to slink to him. It's just like that old song, isn't it?
"The cat came back the very next day,
Yes, the cat came back. They thought she was gone,
but the cat came back. She just couldn't stay away..."]