"Just wait till you meet B Sammy, she's the slayer of dust bunnies." Laughed at my own joke even though they didn't seem to think it was funny. Figures.
Even with a towel covering her it was still wood inspiring to watch her throw down a cold one. "Yeah let's get you a room." Yanked on his arm, pulling him toward the stairs.
Be ready in two minutes.
Hey, at least Sam didn't know about the friggin tattoos here.