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Have you seen iHire an idiot? I did, and I thought it was pretty funny!

Anywaysssss, there's my missing moment, for the episode :D

Hope you like it!

Read, review and forgive my errors! :D

" Seriously, Sam, what did you find in Cort? "

Sam and Freddie were in the iCarly studio, that evening, all alone: Carly decided to bring Cort to the Space Needle, since he love elevators so much, and Spencer was on a date with the museum chick.

Sam looked at him, shaking her head " Come on, have you seen him? Have you seen his abs? "

" Sam, I'm a guy. I really don't care about other boys' abs "

The girl pretended to be shocked " You're a guy? Really? That's surprising! "

" Ah, ah, really funny " he rolled his eyes, but smiling " But seriously, he's an idiot! "

" Who cares! If he was my boyfriend, I wouldn't spend my time talking to him, I'd rather do other activities who concern his mouth, if you know what I mean "

Freddie just shook his head, even if the thought of Sam kissing Cort bothered him a lot.

" What about you? What do you ever see in Ashley? " asked Sam.

This time it was Freddie's turn to be shocked " Have you seen her? Have you seen her curves? She's hot! And, unlike Cort, she is clever "

" I have curves too! " argued Sam, somehow a bit angry.

" It's different " said Freddie matter-of-factly.

" Are you saying I'm not hot? "

" I'm not saying that "

" Then you're saying I'm hot "

Freddie was liking the conversation less and less " I'm saying that either! "

" Be careful on what you say, Benson " Sam warned him, but smiling a bit " Even if we're kind of getting along lately, that doesn't mean I can't break your fingers "

Freddie smiled as well, knowing she would never do that. Or at least he hoped. You could never know, with Sam.

He quickly changed topic, and they spent a good quarter of hour, until the question that has been bugging him for a while escaped his lips before he could stop " So, what's your kind of guy? "

Sam laughed " I don't have one "

" Come on, there must be someone you like better than others " he insisted.

" How many chick flicks have you been watching lately, Fredward? " she asked, making him blush a little.

" You know, the once Carly makes us watch every evening " he answered " But seriously, what's you kind of guy? "

" What's yours? " she asked, smirking.

" Sam, I'm not gay! "

" Than what's your kind of girl? "

Freddie seemed to think about it for a minute " I don't know… well, I've always liked blondes, for example. Hmm, blue eyes, possibly? And with a strong personality, of course " he interrupted himself when he noticed the girl he was describing was Sam " It's your turn, now " he said quickly then.

" Well, my ideal guy would have dark hair… he'd be a good friend… and, oh, he'd have to bring me food whenever I want to! " she added, making Freddie roll his eyes " Aaand, the most important thing, he'd have to be shirtless "

Freddie burst out laughing, getting up to go home. He took off his shirt and asked, mischievous " What, am I your kind of guy now? "

Just when he walked out of the door, she whispered " You have always been "

Revieeeeeew :D