The West Wing, Season Seven

Annabeth:
Try to get some sleep. The motorcade's going to pick you up at 7:00 am sharp at your hotel. Now, once you wrap it up with Russert you have a thirty-minute window to get to Face the Nation followed by a sit-down with the Post.

Leo:
[as they wait for an elevator] Don't you ever get tired?

Annabeth:
No.

Leo:
And how is that?

Annabeth:
I graduated cum laude with a degree in Art history and if you'd told me I'd end up here... [they get into the elevator] ...let's just say I love my job.

Leo:
What time is it?

Annabeth:
[hands him his watch] Headed back to your hotel?

Leo:
Yeah. It's been a day.

Annabeth:
Hmm.

Leo:
What are you up to?

Annabeth:
Heading back to my apartment and a nice hot bath.

Leo:
You feel like dinner?

Annabeth:
I do, but--

Leo:
We'll get a bite. It's early.

Annabeth:
Thanks, but no. [pause] I just think it's better while we're spending so much time together that we try and keep our distance whenever possible.

Leo:
[confused] Keep our distance?

Annabeth:
Because of the tension. [walks out of the elevator]

Leo:
What tension?