Q: When is it worth it to play cards with two genius billionaires and a one-eyed man who probably keeps a laser under his eyepatch?
A: When the dealer blushes when your brush your hands on the cards where she's touched them. She's also a redhead in five inch heels
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What surprises Bond is the fact that Pepper won't go to bed with him. True, they're on a helicarrier, and her boss is right there, but she obviously wants him. Bond, that is. He suspects her of wanting her boss, but isn't sure, and Villiers replaces Pepper as the dealer after an hour and a half. Bond cashes out shortly afterwards under the excuse of giving his place to M, whose hair is still a little wet at the edges from her shower and whose posture suggests that she's still more than a little pissed about the events of the day, and he goes out and finds
oh shit dafna is here and wrote it better than I did.
Dafna: oh man, screw the poker game. BAR. Pepper's one hour off between babysitting Tony and running his company for him. His insistance on a world tour after his announcement that's he's fucking Iron Man necessitates at least four olives, and maybe the cute blonde guy with the dead eyes at the end of the bar.
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Date: 2008-07-01 02:44 am (UTC)A: When the dealer blushes when your brush your hands on the cards where she's touched them. She's also a redhead in five inch heels
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What surprises Bond is the fact that Pepper won't go to bed with him. True, they're on a helicarrier, and her boss is right there, but she obviously wants him. Bond, that is. He suspects her of wanting her boss, but isn't sure, and Villiers replaces Pepper as the dealer after an hour and a half. Bond cashes out shortly afterwards under the excuse of giving his place to M, whose hair is still a little wet at the edges from her shower and whose posture suggests that she's still more than a little pissed about the events of the day, and he goes out and finds
oh shit dafna is here and wrote it better than I did.
Dafna: oh man, screw the poker game. BAR. Pepper's one hour off between babysitting Tony and running his company for him. His insistance on a world tour after his announcement that's he's fucking Iron Man necessitates at least four olives, and maybe the cute blonde guy with the dead eyes at the end of the bar.