Sam's Room

[mancalledspade]

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

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[jesse_sex_god]

"Sam?" Jesse asked, looking into the doorframe at the man.

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

[mancalledspade]

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.

[jesse_sex_god]

He folded his arms with a frown and leaned on the doorframe. "Is San Fran queer central even back in 31?" he asked flatly.

[mancalledspade]

"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?"

[jesse_sex_god]

"No. I don't. I'm Jesse."

[mancalledspade]

Of course he was. Sam saw no reason not to be civil, but he wasn't going to pretend not to notice Jesse's hostility either.

"So. What now, then?"

[jesse_sex_god]

"Just wanted a look. See ya," he said, turning to leave.

[mancalledspade]

"You know, you could stop and think what effect your temper tantrums have on other people. Not that it matters to me, but you must have redeeming value if she likes you as much as she does."

[jesse_sex_god]

"If you start going Freud on me too, I swear to god I'll punch you in the face, so don't go any farther."

[mancalledspade]

"I don't know you, and I have no interest in telling you what you think. I'm just saying that coming in here to sneer at me doesn't bother me in the least, so I'm not sure what you're trying to do."

[jesse_sex_god]

"I already told you. I just wanted a look."

[mancalledspade]

Spade snorted, but looked back down at his notes. "There's more to life than looks, kid."

[jesse_sex_god]

"Yeah. I know. You must have something."

Since apparently looks weren't in, in Jesse's opinion.

[mancalledspade]

There were quite a few things Spade could suggest, but he wasn't particularly interested in picking a fight.

"Apparently. You could always ask her if it bothers you."

[jesse_sex_god]

"Look buddy. I found her first. So you fuck her all you want but don't you fucking think that I'm gonna be the passive second-rate friend, that's bullshit."

[mancalledspade]

He stood, expression darkening a bit, though his voice was calm. "I'll think whatever I want. And of the two of us, I'm not the one who seems to have a problem with Livia making her own choices."

'Found her first.' For the love of Christ.