Accepting his Zesti from the bartender, Grant takes a sip, then sets it on the table in front of him, shifting a little to better accommodate Bea's sandaled feet. He looks over at her again as she mentions the outfit - sandals, tight jeans, and an equally tight long-sleeved shirt. He'd have to be dead not to notice, but he doesn't stare. Maybe that strikes her as odd, maybe it doesn't.
"No," he replies with a shake of his head. "I was actually trying to figure out what to get for my girlfriend." The explanation brings a smile to his face. The conversation with Mar'i had gone a long way to dissuade him of any doubts he'd been having about the two of them. Somehow, he still can't quite believe his luck.
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Date: 2006-12-11 05:44 am (UTC)"No," he replies with a shake of his head. "I was actually trying to figure out what to get for my girlfriend." The explanation brings a smile to his face. The conversation with Mar'i had gone a long way to dissuade him of any doubts he'd been having about the two of them. Somehow, he still can't quite believe his luck.