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Sneakeh Cat · 04-08-2010, 06:38 AM

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Originally Posted by midget ♥

Pippa laughed lightly and shrugged. Sam did have a point, of course he did, but really? Really, really? "Technically I could have done it myself, but yes, you helped. But still, I could have done it myself, however opening doors with the drink of torture could prove fatal and I can't, wont be doing that again. So... I guess... Maybe." Long-windeed her answer may have been, but answering the question it did, and all through her answer, did she smile up at him, shrugging once more as she came to a finish.

"Mmmhmm. No, you're not a cheeseball. Just one person I've met so far. Noone you should know, I guess." Or maybe, it all depended, they were all Division Heads; were they not?

Sliding into the seat she had already almost claimed before burning herself, Pippa smiled and opened her pumpkin pasty, and then looked over at Sam. "It is rather creative, I don't think I'll ever call it coffee again." Well, that was until she left this room, and probably would get weird looks from people who 'weren't there'.

"You noticed?" Pippa chuckled, and ran a few fingers through the hair obstructing her face, and smiled approvingly. "I guess it does, after a while." Or so, she was presuming. The only other work she had done, was in Africa on the lion drive, and teaching out there. Surprisingly. "And how's Division Heading going for you?" It wasn't being harsh on him was it? Probably not, he was a male. He could deal. Right?

Sam had to agree with this woman. She COULD have done it herself, but he had been here and stepped in before she could do it. So, technically, he had still helped even IF she could have done it herself. "I still helped. There is no way around that fact, Pippa," he said with a grin. "And I'm happy to hear you won't be opening doors with the drink of torture, because if you do, I might not be here next time to help you." He had put a little bit of emphasis on the word 'help' just for the heck of it.

Oh, he was curious now. Quite curious. "And who is this person that is so special enough to be classified as a cheeseball?" He questioned. Not that he would probably know them or anything since he didn't know a lot of people off of Level 3, but he was curious, that's all.

"Rather creative indeed." He looked down at his cup of coffee. Drink of torture. Haha. Raising the cup to his mouth, he took another drink, and then placed it right back on the table.

"I've noticed, trust me. It doesn't really bother me, though." Sam shrugged. "This place never kept me as busy as working backstage at Broadway shows did." He couldn't think of any job that would keep someone night and day...and even on WEEKENDS to finish up things for an upcoming show. Not that he would ever go back and change things, because he loved working backstage! It was one of the best experiences in his life if not the best. "It's all good," he replied. "Nothing too bad. How's Division Heading going for you?"

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Sneakeh Cat Diricawl Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: Pride Rock Posts: 26,775 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Maia Denton Daily Prophet Reporter x5 x2	Yay, Hamlet! • Cathopper • Disney Fanatic • I was normal once... Quote: Originally Posted by midget ♥ Pippa laughed lightly and shrugged. Sam did have a point, of course he did, but really? Really, really? "Technically I could have done it myself, but yes, you helped. But still, I could have done it myself, however opening doors with the drink of torture could prove fatal and I can't, wont be doing that again. So... I guess... Maybe." Long-windeed her answer may have been, but answering the question it did, and all through her answer, did she smile up at him, shrugging once more as she came to a finish. "Mmmhmm. No, you're not a cheeseball. Just one person I've met so far. Noone you should know, I guess." Or maybe, it all depended, they were all Division Heads; were they not? Sliding into the seat she had already almost claimed before burning herself, Pippa smiled and opened her pumpkin pasty, and then looked over at Sam. "It is rather creative, I don't think I'll ever call it coffee again." Well, that was until she left this room, and probably would get weird looks from people who 'weren't there'. "You noticed?" Pippa chuckled, and ran a few fingers through the hair obstructing her face, and smiled approvingly. "I guess it does, after a while." Or so, she was presuming. The only other work she had done, was in Africa on the lion drive, and teaching out there. Surprisingly. "And how's Division Heading going for you?" It wasn't being harsh on him was it? Probably not, he was a male. He could deal. Right? Sam had to agree with this woman. She COULD have done it herself, but he had been here and stepped in before she could do it. So, technically, he had still helped even IF she could have done it herself. "I still helped. There is no way around that fact, Pippa," he said with a grin. *"And I'm happy to hear you won't be opening doors with the drink of torture, because if you do, I might not be here next time to help* you." He had put a little bit of emphasis on the word 'help' just for the heck of it. Oh, he was curious now. Quite curious. "And who is this person that is so special enough to be classified as a cheeseball?" He questioned. Not that he would probably know them or anything since he didn't know a lot of people off of Level 3, but he was curious, that's all. "Rather creative indeed."** He looked down at his cup of coffee. Drink of torture. Haha. Raising the cup to his mouth, he took another drink, and then placed it right back on the table. "I've noticed, trust me. It doesn't really bother me, though." Sam shrugged. "This place never kept me as busy as working backstage at Broadway shows did." He couldn't think of any job that would keep someone night and day...and even on WEEKENDS to finish up things for an upcoming show. Not that he would ever go back and change things, because he loved working backstage! It was one of the best experiences in his life if not the best. "It's all good," he replied. "Nothing too bad. How's Division Heading going for you?" __________________ _______________________________You may hate me, but it ain't no lie: bye bye bye.