Mari chewed, swallowed and then shook her head. "Judging by what I saw last night, you're selling yourself short. You're strong, you're fast, you have guts, and you're obviously very perceptive. You had me behind that mailbox before I even realized they were shooting. You more than likely saved my life."
Remy shrugged. "As I mentioned before, it's a life well worth saving. But that doesn't change the fact that I've never been the sort of man you'd call in an emergency. Of the four of us, I was always the clown, the comic relief - "
"There are four of you?" Her jaw dropped. "Be still my heart. Have you considered starting a male modeling service?"