Hot Blooded- Foreigner

"Tex!" called Tucker, and the freelancer, free of her armor in sweats and a tank top, cursed and groaned at the same time, a talent that she'd perfected in Blood Gulch, constantly surrounded by idiots.

"Teeex! Where are you?" he asked, poking his head into her room, and greeting her with a whine.

"I'm bored." He huffed his breath, crossing his arms. "Entertain me."

Tex looked up from her book, tucking her finger into it's pages to keep her spot. She sat up on her bed, which she'd been reclined on. "What the hell do you want me to do?" she asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow, "I have the same resources you have, we're in a box canyon stuck with these supplies, I just use them better."

"You have that book," he pointed out triumphantly, collapsing ungracefully onto a chair.

"I didn't think you could read," she shrugged, "It's a plausible explanation. After all, I know you can't write."

"I'll give you that one," he conceded with a shrug, "but I'm still bored!"

"Go lift some weights or something," she suggested, returning her attention to her book.

"But I can't lift them!" he protested weakly, swinging his feet back and forth, hitting the rail under the chair.

Tex looked up and raised an eyebrow, "Are you suggesting that you can't get it up?" she looked back to her book as Tucker gaped at her in astonishment, brown eyes wide in shock.

"Did- did you just?" he spluttered in amazement at the perfect opening. "Bow chicka wow wow!" he crowed happily, running out of the room.

"He's gone." Tex said, apparently telling the room at large, putting aside the book.

"Good," Church replied, crawling out from under the bed, "I thought he was going to stay all day."

"That should keep him for a while, just the fact that I actually supplied an innuendo." She shrugged as Church grinned and flopped onto the bed.

"What was all that stuff about supplies?" he asked, grinning crookedly.

"I have no clue," she told him, "I was trying to keep him off the track."

That room got very quiet, very fast after that but Tucker just assumed that Tex was reading her book. Strange, but they couldn't find Church. He showed up later, hair very disheveled, shirt on backwards and one sock missing, though. They never did find that sock…

You don't have to read my mind,

To know what I have in mind,

Honey you aught to know.

- Foreigner