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She wasn't happy with my interpretation of events, but accepted it; it's…what we do. She's forced a few realizations on me from time to time, though she's usually more subtle about it. I still can't tell if that's just her way or if she has that high an opinion of my intelligence. Not that it really matters, I suppose.
"Are you going to betray me?" she asked softly. Her eyes, still clear and unclouded by the Jack we were drinking, looked at me--no, in me, as though into my soul. Something there jumped at the thought that she considers me one of her own and I wonder if she can sense that. I may know her, what with daffodil, daisy, Jupiter and the rest, but she still manages to keep her innermost thoughts private.
"No," I answered in all honesty. I can't imagine doing that; I can't think of any way it could happen. I felt like crossing myself at the thought of it.
"Nonetheless, I shall be vigilant," she said and drained the cup.
"'Nonetheless'?" I couldn't help laughing. Only person I know whose language gets prissier while they're getting drunk. She blinked, then started to laugh, too.
"I'm not gonna have a headache tomorrow, am I?" she asked somewhat plaintively. Okay, maybe mine was, too. Been hangin' around squints too long.
"Well, we're gonna find out," I told her, pouring another tot. "Hodgins and Zack, they do their experiments. We do ours. To Gorgonzola." Definitely hanging around too many squints for too long, if I'm thinking in terms of experiments.
"Gormogon," she corrected me as always.
I just grinned at her as we slugged down the shots. She's managed to keep up surprisingly well. Or was until she put the cup down wrong and it fell off the table.
"You missed." And that was the end of sobriety for the night. Thank God. Man wasn't meant to be conscience and guru for the rest of the world. Not all the time. Not even when the rest of the world is his partner.
