Re: [In-person: Sam A/Cris M]
Maybe somebody knows. Maybe I'm really old. Would you like me if I was fifty? [He grins, but it wanes when she groans—and when cola spews across his lap.] Yeah. Mostly, I just hope somebody'll take carea them. [Sitting back and sliding is arm over her shoulders again, apparently ignoring his jeans soaking through.] You ain't a terrible nothin'.