He knew more about the porn than Annie did, honestly.

"Vought's making dirty stuff," Annie confirmed with a smile, throwing her bag vaguely towards the bed once they were close enough -- where they could reach the contents from the bed, anyway -- before reaching to pull off her own shirt. She was blushing so hard she half-expected herself to start glowing, but she also wasn't going to pretend this wasn't something she'd wanted since that conversation in February. "I have my very own, um -- Starlight sex toys."