Re: Quicklog: Vegas, Sam & Mere
[Cris went to get her something to drink, and Sam figured it was good for him to get out of the room, yeah? She didn't think this was the kind of place to have vending machines or whatever, and he would probably have to go ask about a kitchen, and maybe she could figure shit out with Meredith while he was gone. It made her feel better, yeah? Because his reaction said maybe she shouldn't have brung him here, but she was at a disadvantage. She only knew what she was told, and she didn't have experience that wasn't Al, and maybe she made a mistake.]
Did you look messed up before? Was there like plastic surgery or something? [Sam asked it too bold and plain, curious youth and that thing where people didn't think to measure what they said. Kids did that, yeah? It was like that. And Sam did want to help. Old and shitty her had wanted to help, and Sam figured that should still be true. She didn't get it or anything, WHY she'd be so insistent on helping someone who she'd been in some love battle with, but none of it mattered, yeah? Because she wouldn't be able to get it. She'd already realized that she wouldn't understand half of the shit she did old and senseless.
And, anyway, Sam was sure she'd won that damn battle. Cris was a definite win, yeah? And that other guy? Neil? He was nowhere to be found.
Meredith DID look helpless. Nothing like Sam, not with that red hair and fragile pale, and Sam could tell they were night and day, her and this chick, but the woman needed help, and Sam was stubbornly determined to give it.]
I don't mind. I don't remember shit. [Sam said it honestly and smile, looping an arm with Meredith's and leading her toward the door Cris had left open in his wake. Wandering might be good, yeah?] But I definitely think New York, yeah? I don't like it here. It's hot and dry, which is just weird. And the televisions are the size of elephants. Do you have people here or anything? [Steps into the hall, if Meredith let her lead, and there was probably a sitting area outside or something, yeah? She didn't worry about Cris, assuming he'd find them. This place wasn't huge or anything.]