"I'll call you anything you like," he answers as his hands close around the file. And then he's moving to the bar in the kitchen where he can sit and look through it.
"There's nothing wrong with being an idealist. The world needs idealists. Hell, your girl here probably thinks of herself as an idealist." He certainly hopes not, because those are the worst kind. The ones that think they're Doing The Right Thing.
He flips the file open and starts skimming, entirely in his element. After a moment he pauses, looking up at her with an intent gaze, his tone teasing. "This kind of work goes better with beer, you know."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2009-04-23 05:28 pm (UTC)"There's nothing wrong with being an idealist. The world needs idealists. Hell, your girl here probably thinks of herself as an idealist." He certainly hopes not, because those are the worst kind. The ones that think they're Doing The Right Thing.
He flips the file open and starts skimming, entirely in his element. After a moment he pauses, looking up at her with an intent gaze, his tone teasing. "This kind of work goes better with beer, you know."