"Great!" Jim barks cheerfully. "'Cause I'm starving, and now I have a lunch buddy." He slings an arm over her shoulder with a sly smile, gentle but insistent. "You can tell me all about nineteenth century scorpion cures while we eat, I know Bones would be thrilled to see me take an interest."
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Date: 2012-04-24 05:00 am (UTC)