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"Oh man. That was awful of us." Bette doesn't look like she thought it was awful. She looks like she thought it was a laugh riot. "We're bad, bad people." Of course that nearly sets off another wave of the giggles as she looks over to her compatriot.

Pausing, she looks around and scruchnes up her face some. "Where the hell are we anyway?" They've wandered some from Warriors, not having had anywhere specific in mind to get to after leaving. "Ah who cares. We can worry about it later." A pause, "That was awesome. In a horrible way. I'm starving. Are you hungry? We should get some hashbrowns."

Date: 2006-11-11 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleet-feet.livejournal.com
It is absolutely fucking insane that this is even a possibility.

"We'll turn ourselves in to the Philly PD if we do."

Holy hell in a handbasket.

...

Roy's probably done this already.

Date: 2006-11-11 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/
Bette chuckles and leans up to kiss him on the cheek, before starting to pull back with the intent to go get some more coffee.

Then again he is the Fastest Man Alive.

Date: 2006-11-11 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleet-feet.livejournal.com
When she approaches, his eyes widen.

Completely misinterpreting.

And he finds himself kissing another woman.

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