[ claire runs some water into her mug, giving a shrug. ]

I never thought I'd prefer a million minor complaints over this.

[ she'd dealt with a press junket before, and she'd been on talkshows, done interviews about the park, about new attractions, but this is different. this is a new kind of exhausting.

she looks up at owen again, smiling faintly. ]

It's going to die down eventually, though.

And then I may be out of a job.