Babysitting makes me want to take a couple home for good.
Right, so that'll be a no to the babysitting then. *stands again, and heaves Marigold's stick the furthest yet, aiming for one of the trees (just to give himself something else to concentrate on)* *mildly* Next time we're up in your neighborhood, I'll go up with you. Assuming you're up for it, of course. No pun intended. *still cannot promise Glorfindel will ever be a part of those plans*
Did Jackie ever tell you how we met?
*thinks (and doesn't miss the fact that you are still choosing not to answer his question)* No, I don't think he did.