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[stoneblood]

Well, this was not at all the place that door usually led to. Now he's been drugged before, once (it didn't end very well when he found out who'd done it) but he hadn't a lick of whiskey today so he knew it weren't that, and Nash considered himself a fairly well off man up there in the noggin. So as to how that cellar door lead here was something of a mystery, putting aside all that 'here' was.

Matter of fact was, though, he could waste his time trying to make a fuss or just roll with the punches. Either way, he figured it'd sort its self in time.

So that being said, "Which one'a you gonna handle my ma's wrath when I ain't home for dinner?"

He rolled a toothpick between his lips with a cheeky grin. Then, more seriously, "what makes a man irredeemable?

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[brave_heart_verity]

Her nose wrinkles slightly when he lights the cigarette, but she'll just make sure she's upwind and not say anything. It's his cancer to risk.

"There's all different kinds of intelligence. Not everyone's good at the same things." People don't get to put themselves down around her. Not people she likes. There are probably worse ways she could be annoying.

She reaches out when he wobbles to put a hand on his arm. "I'd like that. I want to meet this clever sister of yours. And your brother...?"

[stoneblood]

He waved a little with his idle hand when she reached out for him, 'I'm okay, I'm okay,' the gesture said. Nash didn't actually think he was stupid. It was just his kind of humor, but she was adorable for caring enough to call him out on it and it got her another one of his smiles as they walked along.

"Family was all coming together this weekend for the holidays anyhow. What's one more?" A beat. "Billie's the quietest of us, that's my brother. We ain't too far apart in age. Figure he's got a lot on his mind. Just got married, started up a business down in Houston."

[brave_heart_verity]

She is adorable, but she will never admit to it. She's mean and tough, don't people know that? How do people not understand that? (No, she doesn't understand how much she's changed.) But he's smiling, and that's good.

"A family party?" She smiles but hesitates because that could mean a lot of things. "I don't want to intrude on family time, but if it's the sort of party where friends are welcome, that would be nice." She hasn't been to too many holiday parties, but she's heard about all kinds. Fancy ones, potluck ones, ones where people get all dressed up, ones where people end up having wrestling matches in the back yard. There's too much uncertainty here for her. "Should I bring something? I'm a pretty good cook and if it's the kind of party where people bring things I'd be happy to."