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Tweak says, "Conky?"

John Winchester (aka_elroy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-23 20:39:00

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sam marquez

Who: John Winchester and Sam Marquez
What: Collecting on a bet
Where: Some restaurant
When: Afternoon
Warnings: Nothing too raunchy. Nasty language.

Fact was he had no idea what he was doing. Him and Bobby had managed to wake up somewhere around the crack of noon. Watching his hungover best friend step into a doorway and disappear was something else. So that was a port key. Might be alright to use in an emergency but it wasn't something he was looking forward too.

Looked like the only way he was going to collect on his bet with Sam was going to be painful. She wanted to meet at some restaurant and normally he'd sit around inventorying his new stash of weapons but he was a little stir crazy. Hadn't been able to walk around for a few years. No time like the present... Her words were stuck in his mind and he cussed himself under his breath.

Showering and picking out some clothes of Elroy's that didn't make him want to puke he parked the Nova in front of the restaurant at the precise time she'd said she would be there. If she wasn't here he was going to leave. If she was he was...shit...he didn't know what he was going to do. He was going to get his damn smile outta her or Bobby'd never let him hear the end of it. Ducking inside he winced behind his sunglasses. Damn music was going to rattle his eyeballs out of his head.

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aka_elroy
2008-06-25 03:42 am UTC (link)

"No. You seem determined. Yesterday night you got fired and attacked by vampires. Today you've got a better job and don't seem to care about the monsters that tried to eat you." He thought about Mary and it stung. She'd been his wife and given him two sons. What right did he have being here without her?

"Nice variety. Anytime you want to trade for some stale twinkies let me know." Somehow she'd just managed to tell him what her favorite foods were without him even needing to ask. "Can't argue about loving a good thick burger. Only Italian I have much use for is pizza though. Swear its the perfect food with beer."

He watched as she took on the challenge he'd just thrown in front of her. "Time you've got. Never huh? That's something." Wasn't like he'd throw her out of bed for eating crackers or anything. He just wasn't thinking about going there.

"She was beautiful! She was young. She was innocent. She was the greatest piece of ass I ever had, and I've had'em all over the world!" Quoting the movie to her he lifted an eyebrow toward her. "They just gave him a heart to distract you from what he was. A son of a bitch." All this talk of the Godfather and family was starting to get to him.

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coldandjaded
2008-06-25 03:59 am UTC (link)

"Life hands you lemons, you think I'm gonna make lemonade? Hell no. I squeeze them into the eyes of the proverbial thing or people that piss me off. It's really not that big of a deal. Would I rather be back in my own world where things make more sense? Sure. That doesn't mean that I'm gonna cry about it. We do the best we can with what we got and that's it." Sam then gave a little raise of her beer before finishing it off.

"Stale twinkies, huh? No thanks. Did you know that they have pretty much an indefinite shelf life they have so many preservatives in them?" Not that she cared she just liked facts. She usually didn't try and advertise that part about herself though. "Oh yeah. What's pizza without beer?"

"I don't know that and you don't know that John. Only today. Yeah it's great and all to plan but some times you just can't plan. You gotta take the day and make the most with it." She knew that he was suggesting that she'd have time to find someone that would be that way. Giving her the brush off.

"He took care of his family. That's something that not everyone can say that they've had." The conversation had taken a direction that she really didn't want it to go in. "You like sports?"

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aka_elroy
2008-06-25 04:17 am UTC (link)

"Never have used a lemon as a weapon. Might have to try it someday." Something had turned serious here the last few minutes. He was looking at her in a way he wasn't sure he liked. She didn't know him though, and he wasn't going to start talking about himself.

"If there's ever a nuclear war, go find a twinkie warehouse. Longest lasting food source you'll find after the bombs go off." What the hell sort of thing was that to tell a date?

Shit. This wasn't one of those. "Can't beat an ice cold Michelob and a slice of peperoni. Pretty sure its heaven on earth."

She almost sounded like a damn cheerleader. Live for today? "Glad that works for you Samantha. Can't say its the way I've lived my life." Considering he'd died fighting to get revenge at the cost of anything in his way he felt like he knew what he was talking about.

"No it isn't. Don't watch sports either." Decided he was done eating and pushed his plate out of his way. Moving forward he planted his elbows on the table, staring her down. "I like shooting guns. Don't like people, crowds or the full moon. Last time I left the country there was a tidal wave that hit Asia. You want to talk to me about the Godfather? I am the fucking Godfather." He cut himself off before he scared her too much. This was a bad idea.

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coldandjaded
2008-06-25 04:35 am UTC (link)

"Works in a pinch. But I'm around alcoholic beverages that have lemons a lot. So... unless you're in a bar with lemon wedges or in a citrus grove it might not work. It might not be timely for the person or thing you're in a fight with to have to wait for you to slice into one. Plus, if you had to carry around a ziploc baggie of them in your pocket they'd get slippery and you might not be able to grab one in time." Sam grinned letting him know that she was completely not serious but she was having fun messing with him anyway.

"I'm full of shit really. It just sounds good." She knew that she sounded like some sort of pep squad reject but at least it sounded good.

Sam waited a few beats after what he had last said. When she couldn't take it anymore she started laughing hysterically. In between giggles she did say, "Then why... did I... make you... an offer... you couldn't... refuse..." The waiter was now looking at them both like they were nuts. But she couldn't stop.

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aka_elroy
2008-06-25 04:59 am UTC (link)

He decided not to tell her there were 317 things in this room he could kill a man with. That wasn't counting the room itself either. He almost smiled when she broke down the problems with using lemons as a weapon but he managed to keep his gruff exterior intact.

"Was starting to wonder how full of shit you were. There a class you take to get so good at it?"

She cracked up and he couldn't help the smile that took over his face. Couldn't stop cracking up after she threw a Godfather quote right back at him. Yeah, he had it coming. Damn if it wasn't nice to talk with someone who wasn't so damn serious all the time. Wheezing, he managed to get out, "Leave the gun. Take the cannoli."

A few more people were looking at them now. Nothing like causing a scene. Shit. He hadn't laughed like that in years. Not since he'd caught Dean doing the macarena alone in his hotel room one night.

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coldandjaded
2008-06-25 05:12 am UTC (link)

"It's a talent that I was born with. We all have our strengths. Don't know what my weakness is yet, but I'm sure some day I'll figure it out." Sam hadn't had this much fun with someone in a while. He wasn't bad company.

She'd almost finished with her dinner now and when he gave the cannoli quote she said, "Ooo cannoli. I want one. Think we're in the wrong restaurant for them though." She couldn't help but laugh a little more.

"Never thought that you would be this funny when you sat down at my table last night." She was so glad that Danny and Mary were here. She would've found a way to get back to the top she knew. It just would've taken a hell of a lot longer.

The waitress came by with the check and she grabbed it since she had told him that she'd buy him a drink. "You going to come for a walk with me?"

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aka_elroy
2008-06-25 05:24 am UTC (link)

"You really don't know what it is?" Sitting back he managed to catch his breath. Seemed pretty obvious to him what her weakness was. If she didn't know, he wasn't going to tell her though.

The waitress stopped with the check and she snagged it. He didn't care for that at all. Never had let a woman buy his meal and he wasn't about to start. He threw a pair of twenties on the table, daring her to tell him to pick them back up. "Least we have fortune cookies." They'd been left with the check and he pushed one over to her.

He picked his up and as he did spotted a vampire sitting at the bar, hitting on some girl who was about to give it up to him.

"Samantha. Its been fun. But I've got to work." Standing he left her, grabbing the guy at the bar. "Stan! Haven't seen you in years. Let's get some air and talk about the old days." Struggling in his grasp he dragged the vamp outside before it could cause a scene.

Twenty seconds later it was a pile of smoldering ash.

Ten seconds after that he slid behind the wheel of his Nova and pulled into traffic.

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coldandjaded
2008-06-26 01:02 am UTC (link)

"No, why don't you tell me John?" When Sam asked him that he got a smile on his face and didn't say a word. She was determined to find out what he was so smug about.

When he put money down on the table she figured that she should've known that he was one of those guys. "I did owe you a drink John."

That was about the time that he got up and told her that he had to get to work. She was left with her mouth practically hanging open until she realized that it must've been a vampire that he was after.

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