"Ow," he says, chuckling. "Whatever happened to subtle? Oh right. Tequila."
Did it just get warm in here? Mills leans back and slips his jacket off, idly looking for a place to set it down. He rises from the barstool and throws it over the arm of the couch. She can see the shoulder holster and the .45 beneath.
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Date: 2009-04-24 02:07 am (UTC)Did it just get warm in here? Mills leans back and slips his jacket off, idly looking for a place to set it down. He rises from the barstool and throws it over the arm of the couch. She can see the shoulder holster and the .45 beneath.