Emerson turns his face to better accept the kiss, then follows Mar'i to the table, sittind down beside her. Picking up his fork, he begins to work on the main course.
"Y'know, I have to agree with Starfire about the alien invasion thing," Grant says, reaching for his glass of Zesti. The bruises have faded and the shoulder is feeling a good deal better, but the memories of the ordeal a few weeks ago are still fresh in his mind.
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Date: 2006-11-25 03:59 am (UTC)"Y'know, I have to agree with Starfire about the alien invasion thing," Grant says, reaching for his glass of Zesti. The bruises have faded and the shoulder is feeling a good deal better, but the memories of the ordeal a few weeks ago are still fresh in his mind.