The single utterance of 'friend' earns an eye roll but Jeff behaves himself for the moment. No arguments, no rudeness (or not much by his usual standard), and no bitching, just a friendly presence happy to be here.
He doesn't appear to be concerned with the door locking, although the directions for alcohol prove distracting enough, the words barely leaving Fred's lips before Jeff's sauntering down the hallway like he owns the place. He wouldn't mind owning the place, in fact. It's not bad looking at all.]
She's a busy woman, I imagine. [Said distractedly, focus on the alcohol on offer and soon selecting to pour a glass from an already open red.]
You know, Chilts, you've actually impressed me. Well done. [A sniff, a swirl, the slightest tip of the glass in the direction of his company.] Cheers.
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The single utterance of 'friend' earns an eye roll but Jeff behaves himself for the moment. No arguments, no rudeness (or not much by his usual standard), and no bitching, just a friendly presence happy to be here.
He doesn't appear to be concerned with the door locking, although the directions for alcohol prove distracting enough, the words barely leaving Fred's lips before Jeff's sauntering down the hallway like he owns the place. He wouldn't mind owning the place, in fact. It's not bad looking at all.]
She's a busy woman, I imagine. [Said distractedly, focus on the alcohol on offer and soon selecting to pour a glass from an already open red.]
You know, Chilts, you've actually impressed me. Well done. [A sniff, a swirl, the slightest tip of the glass in the direction of his company.] Cheers.