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Christian Grey: You want to leave?
Anastasia Steele: Yes.
Christian Grey: But your body tells me something different. Your legs, for instance. The way you're pressing your thighs together under the table. And the change in your breathing. And in your complexion.
Anastasia Steele: My complexion?
Christian Grey: You're flushed.
Anastasia Steele: That could just be the wine.
Christian Grey: It's the adrenaline.