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[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[nursing a black eye and sniffling, muttering under her breath before trying to pretend her eye isn't bothering her]

Sam? Anyone around? N-not that it's really important. Just... [trails off and shakes her head before wandering around searching]

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[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[frowns] But Sam!

[didorothy]

Fumie. The Guv'll call off the bet. He didn't mean it. He was just being an idiot, as the status quo goes.

[translation: Gene will call off the bet or Sam will kill him]

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[frowns] He told you about it?

[didorothy]

I deduced it. Handy thing about being a detective, that.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

Did he tell you what it was for?

[didorothy]

I haven't asked him.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay. [won't mention it, then!]

[didorothy]

....What was it?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[hops from foot to foot] Uhm, well, he said

[didorothy]

...You what?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[makes a face] If I lost, I would have to stay away from you.

[didorothy]

I'll talk to him about it. [not amused!]

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[happier] Okay. I still don't understand why he's so stuck on that.

[didorothy]

He's - ... [frowns] I have no idea, actually. I should ask him.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[nods] You should. It doesn't make an logical sense.

[didorothy]

I will.