"I need you, Annalise. You are a beautiful, strong, intelligent, young woman. All of which are attributes befitting a partner for someone of my standing." "I'm not sure what you think I will be helping you with, my lord, but perhaps I haven't made my position clear. I would rather die than willingly help you succeed in any of what you might deem 'worthy pursuits.'" "Ah, but then you wouldn't have the chance to earn the one thing you most desire." His golden hair and bright blue eyes might seem innocent, but she knows the truth. "The only thing left that means anything to me is the one thing I will never get. You have seen to that quite thoroughly." She sneers at the suggestion, losing control of her mask of neutrality at the notion that she would ever desire something more than her freedom. Ignoring her comment, he continues. "I'm sure it hasn't escaped your notice that we are alone in the room. Save for Mister Hammond, of course." He gestures behind himself, to the man still standing in the shadows. "Unfortunate as it may be, no one else can know of this conversation." His eyes carry some deeper meaning, begging Annalise to understand. "Of course, My Lord." Her facade of indifference is becoming increasingly difficult now, out fear and curiosity. A deep sigh. Good. If he is asking a favor of her, he needs to know who he's jumping into bed with. Master Elliot clears his throat and jumps right in. "I am in need of a wife." "I was under the impression My Lord had no trouble finding female companionship." Hammond moves from the shadows and looks at her steadily, gauging her reaction. "No," he answers slowly. He reaches out a hand and takes hold of one of Elliot's, placing a kiss on his knuckles. "We are asking you to marry Brenton so he doesn't have to maintain that image any longer. And so he doesn't end up married to a real wife, with certain... expectations of her husband. Expectations he will, for obvious reasons, not be fulfilling."

Frank looks back on a night he spent comforting his baby sister, Diane, after their father's death. They weren't always the perfect siblings but he tried his best to make sure she knew she wasn't alone.

Dumbledore has plenty of experience with exceptional witches and wizards. He is surprised when he discovers which student is most exceptional this year. Or Dumbledore forgets that there is more than one way to be exceptional, but is happy to admit he was wrong.

Peter Parker goes up against Quentin Beck again, Spider-Man vs Mysterio. But this time, Mysterio realizes something about his opponent that even Peter himself doesn't seem to understand. Quentin can't wait to help him learn all about the pleasure the can be found if he just lets it happen.