Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff
[They walked into the shop, it was up Casey's alley too. He could dig it, and immediately when she started digging through the rack he sat down on a bench and unlaced his boots and started taking shoes out of boxes.]
I've just left a run on Broadway, darling. I've got a Tony award on my mantle. I'm in a band. Got a grammy nomination I'm missing the awards show for. Groupies anxious to put my cock in their mouth. [He paused.] Groupos? What do we call male groupies? [Important life questions.] I'm just out of rehab, so nothing to worry about there [Pointed look, he didn't know what her situation quite was, and while he wasn't convinced he was on the straight and narrow he wanted to try a little.] Neil is already putting money aside to keep me under lock and key I can tell by his tone of voice. [He chuckled. But he was relieved. Imagine it. Talk about a role reversal.] Met a bloke for some girl scout cookies. Called Blake. Lives in a big house in Gotham know him? [He paused again. What else was there?] Still a rock star in Gotham. Come see me play if you can get away. Bring your Grandpa man who likes to wear fishnets. [And that was how Casey's mind worked.]