"You going to school to learn how to blow things up real good," Grant replies with a shake of his head. "Now why does that make a ridiculous amount of sense?"
Picking up his burger again, Grant takes a few bites, then sets it back down, chasing it with another swig of beer. Strangely, he's beginning to like the foul-tasting liquid. Tapping a finger on the table, he goes quiet for a moment, thinking how to approach this next topic.
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Date: 2007-04-27 01:46 am (UTC)Picking up his burger again, Grant takes a few bites, then sets it back down, chasing it with another swig of beer. Strangely, he's beginning to like the foul-tasting liquid. Tapping a finger on the table, he goes quiet for a moment, thinking how to approach this next topic.
"I told Mar'i," he says simply.