"Oh, I will," Dutch assured him with a grin. After she double, triple, quadruple-checked it, because she was a paranoid bitch, and he was a spook. Then her smile turned more genuine. "Thank you, Q. Let me buy you a drink," she added, and hooked her hand in his arm to draw him towards the bar.
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Date: 2015-12-22 10:16 pm (UTC)