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The Fourth Sin - Saturday Night

Becky was slouched behind the desk, a beer in hand.

She was seriously entertaining thoughts of going back up to her room and hiding, Miho's wrath about a wasted night of patronage be damned.
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[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
GOB walked into the Sin. Maybe even strutted. He moved toward the desk using whichever verb you would prefer with a big grin on his face. "Hey, Becky. How are you tonight?"

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
"That well?" GOB asked. "So, that was a nice song." The singing was another story, but he wasn't going to mention that right now.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Have a good time last night?"

Becky wasn't going to talk more than she had to. Not going to risk singing again.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't remember much of it, actually," GOB said in a friendly tone. "Caritas was empty, and then that weirdo in the porta-john out there came in, so there was a lot of drinking. I think I got up and sang for Lorne and everything."

"But I got an interesting voicemail this morning." He continued grinning.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. I called you back."

Becky? Still glaring. In case anyone was curious.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Called me back?" GOB asked. He was still grinning, although his eyes looked mildly worried.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't remember. Of course."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Remember what?" His eyes were darting around, looking for the best hiding place, in case she decided to prove the aim she bragged about in song.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Becky fished out her phone, called up her voicemail (http://lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com/1020.html?thread=22524#t22524), and held out the phone. "Listen."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"What the hell is that? Sounds like some drunken idi--oh."

GOB listened to the rest of the message. "Well, your message makes more sense now."

The smile returned. "But you lied! 'Oh, GOB, I don't miss you!'" he said while doing a very poor imitation of Becky. "Next thing you know, you're at my yacht, telling me how much you want me."

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Becky sank lower. If possible, she was a much, much darker gray.

"I hate everything."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"If you felt that way, you should have let me know earlier," GOB said, probably not referring to her hatred of everything. "We could have worked something out between us before."

At that point, GOB placed a card (http://pics.livejournal.com/peter__parker/pic/000048y6) face down on the desk. It was still on his side of the desk, so Becky would have to reach over to grab it.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Becky scowled and picked up the card.

And then she threw it at him.

"Go away."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you sure? Because I'm perfectly willing to take you for what you are," GOB said, not realizing that this might not be the best time to quote lyrics to Becky.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Becky narrowed her eyes.

"Seriously. Go away. I was forced to sing. And I didn't mean any of it anyway."

She paused.

"Except the parts aboout having good aim and killing you dead."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Whatever you say, Becky," GOB said. He started to leave, not picking up the card from the floor. She'd probably want it as a souvenir.

When he reached the door, he turned around for a moment. "By the way, the Mountie stopped by my place earlier. He was singing, too. He actually told me that if I wanted you, he wasn't getting in the way. Crazy day for songs." GOB was grinning way too broadly for his own good.

[identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Becky considered throwing a knife.

But the poor wall had already taken too much abuse.

"I'm not up for grabs, you know. I kind of have a say in this."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I think you had your say earlier on. 'You were the one I chose,' and all." GOB opened up the door. "Have a good night, Becky," he said as he left.
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