Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[He rolls his eyes, but it's with a soupy sorta smile.] Your family, cariƱo. They'd punch out Jesus for his cross, you know that? [He lifts his chin toward her fingertips. He closes his eyes in a thick curtain lashes and opens 'em. He's almost serious, but Joey coos and he smiles stupid and enamored.] Tell your mami not to tell me to suck things, Joey. It ain't nice. [He teased the baby, slipping his finger into her fist, if she'd take it. He went a lil serious. His other hand gathered at the napea Sam's neck, brushed there.] Neil didn't pull sinks outta walls, did he? [He reclines against the backa the chair.] Got to jail for almost beatin' some guy lifeless. [He gives a sad shakea his head, allowing himself one more momenta self-pity.]