QUOTE : have a list of my negotiations.” “Your what?” Her eyes narrowed—green, perhaps hazel? It was hard to tell from the street light that filtered through the window. “One, no anal.” “Oh, here we go. Get out of my car.” “Fine, anal, but only on your birthday.” “I’m not interested in…that…on my birthday, or any other day of the year.” She gasped out a relieved sound and put a check mark on a piece of paper she held clutched in her hand. “I like that. Exit only, am I right?