Sam's Room

Feb 10, 2007 11:37

Spade was looking through his notes, but his mind was really elsewhere. He didn't know if anyone would bother taking the poll, but it was a start. Ever since he'd arrived, he'd gotten a big fat nothing in the information department, but he was not a man to just let things be. And there were a lot of unanswered questions ( Read more... )

!df, jesse

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jesse_sex_god February 10 2007, 16:55:22 UTC
"Sam?" Jesse asked, looking into the doorframe at the man.

Oh, he was so much better looking than this guy.

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mancalledspade February 10 2007, 16:58:57 UTC
Spade looked up from his notes. "I'm Mr. Spade. Can I help you?"

Sam's gut told him who this was, but he wasn't going to jump to any conclusions. He knew better.

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jesse_sex_god February 10 2007, 17:00:38 UTC
He folded his arms with a frown and leaned on the doorframe. "Is San Fran queer central even back in 31?" he asked flatly.

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mancalledspade February 10 2007, 17:07:36 UTC
"It's a pretty strange place, but I doubt that's what you were asking," Sam answered, dryly but not hostilely. "Do you want to come in?"

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