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J.P. = Daniel Jackson (aliensarehere) wrote in musingslogs,

With a huge grin, JP pulled back and punched Ben in the shoulder. Her expression and body language - smiling, and open, approachable - made it obvious she wasn't beating him up because she was pissed. Rather, she was expressing some bizarre, first-grade affection where boys and girls could only let each other know they were okay by way of punches and verbal taunts. "Great, then, I'll see what I can pull together and I'll run some stuff by you in a few days and maybe it'll actually work out." She had her doubts, but it could be worse. At least he wasn't cutting her off the project entirely. Then she'd have had to kill him.

Bouncing back on her heels, she laced her fingers as her expression became distant. "Come back and check on me in a week or something to make sure I've got stuff in the works because you know me I forget about things." JP went through projects at an unbelievable rate simply because she forgot about the old ones. "Or text me or something," she added, reaching into her pocket. "I don't know if you have this, but here." She shoved her business card into his hand and bounded off to her desk to listen to all that old-time Broadway stuff that Jim liked to get her into the mood.