FTEC, Thursday Evening

[goodtrevor.livejournal.com]

The sheer number of people residing in the clinic when Trevor arrives corrects any notion that it might be quiet this evening. But, he thinks, at least he won't be bored.

[Give me a moment to arrange our injured people in their proper places. *g*] [All right, have at it!]

Comments

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"So? I'm not Canadian."

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"So it cops are okay as long as they're Canadian and mooses?" GOB asked.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Yes. And not you," Becky added hastily.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a Canadian moose, so I was left out already," GOB pointed out.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"You might suddenly decided to dress up as one," Becky said acidly.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Hey. Stripping with moose clothes is weird," GOB declared. He was wondering if she would prefer a Hot Mounties costume. He was also wondering if he could order one.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Well, I think stripping with cop clothes is weird," she declared.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Unless they were Canadian cop clothes?" he asked, testing his theory.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Unless the hot Mountie in them, it's still weird," Becky replied.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"I could be a Hot Mountie," GOB said. "If you wanted."

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"No you couldn't," Becky said.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Fine. But the moose has to go," GOB said.

No, he had no leverage. He just thought he did for no particular reason.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"You have no leverage," she said, tucking the moose back in beside him.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"You're very mean," GOB said, pouting like only a 41-year-old man can.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"You ruined my birthday," she said, pouting like only a nineteen year-old who had honed the art of manipulation could.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Damn," GOB said, for he was out-pouted. "Fine. I keep the moose until I can reach the wastebasket."

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Keep it forever," Becky insisted poutily.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Why?" GOB asked, somewhat disgusted.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Because I asked you to?" Becky asked, eyes wide as she thrust out her lower lip a little and traced her fingertip over his blanket.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB glared at Becky. "Fine."

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky grinned.

"I knew you'd see things my way."

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Only because I ruined your birthday," GOB lied.

Somewhere, someone made a whip-cracking sound while flicking their wrist sharply.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Becky asked, the pout returning with a vengeance. "Not jus' 'cause y'like me?"

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB wasn't sure if he'd ever heard Becky let her accent loose like this. It was a hot accent, too. Dammit!

"That, too, a little," he said, pouting again.

Re: Exam Four: GOB

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Manute the Moose says thank you," Becky said in her usual voice, smiling.