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Maggie Jo Sherman / Sif (sifwheat) wrote in paxletalelogs,

She sighed and let her head rest against the back of the sofa and she closed her eyes. She was vacating the world for awhile, and it felt great. She listened to him and couldn't help but smile. She was putting a rhythm to his words and when he spoke he sounded musical. She wanted to lift her hand and start conducting, but that was too much effort. She felt ridiculously lazy right now. Everything felt light and wonderful.

Her eyes popped open when he mentioned Britney Spears though. "You work with Britney Spears?" She wasn't sure how she felt about that. Wasn't typically her type of music, so she eyed him carefully. "That's gross." And she giggled. She wasn't sure why, really.

She took the apology joint off of him and took another hit. This one made her sputter a bit, and of course, that made her laugh again. She nudged his ribs with her elbow, managing to request a can of soda between giggles.

"If you hand me a soda, maybe I will forgive you. I'll at least consider it," she said that last part in her best haughty voice, something she'd learned from her grandmothers on both sides. They had perfected that snobby, upper crust disdain for others and the sound of it always amused her. Now it was more amusing than ever.