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George and Mary
"Stone Cold?" he asked dreamily, cuddled up next to him as they sat on the stone ledge overlooking the diamond dappled view that was their city, "Would you lasso the moon for me?"
"Would I what?" Jason asked confused. He was just sitting there not thinking at all as he enjoyed the warm body next to him, the frosty clouds of their intermingled breath and the steady heartbeat which was subtly keeping pace with his own.
"You know, like George Bailey in a "Wonderful Life" when he tells Mary he'd lasso the moon for her if she wanted…" His voice trailed off uncertainly, concerned his lover would think he was being fanciful.
"I don't know the movie," Jason replied truthfully, looking down at Spinelli's crestfallen face with a tiny smile.
"Oh," was all the response he could muster awed as he was by his own stupidity.
"Spinelli," Jason nudged him a while later, breaking the moon hushed frigid silence, "Shall I lasso the moon for you?"