"Just the one," he retorted with a side long, narrowed eyed glance at her. Watch it missy.

"Fell in love with chasin' the story or bein' on scene?" They were two different things, when you brought into context how Ainsley arrived, what Raylan knew she did, and the probability that she was an adrenaline junkie who maybe didn't quite realize it yet. But self reflection seemed to only be a Malcolm thing, as best as he could tell.