[ If she's going to look good in a dress then it's not going to be what she's draped in right now. Something more skin tight, something that shows her guns and her legs, maybe a tiny bit of cleavage and dips past her shoulder blades. Sexy, classy, provocative. Though she supposes this could fall in that category— back in the far, far day. ]

Lisbon..? Why Lisbon? What did we have there going for us? What 'things' are you talking about?

[ Elena asks this as she looks between him and his wedding ring. The ring had to fall in with said 'things', somehow. If it did, then why did he look unhappy? ]

It's probably easier if you stop trying to act like you're gently breaking the world's biggest new story and just tell me.