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Shanners · 04-08-2010, 07:59 PM

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Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat

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?"

Pippa nodded, raising an eyebrow at his persistancy that he had helped her. It was almost, cute. SNORT. "Mmmmhmm. If you say so, Sam. But I'm not so leniant towards the fact you helped, I could have done it myself, you just got there first. So was it really helping? Or were you just simply boasting that you could do it?" And if it was that, he was CERTAINLY going to get a slap, or a flick, or something. She hand't figured that out, just yet. Hehe. "And no emphasising on the word help, okay?" She giggled, lowering her eyebrow and settling to take a sip of her 'drink of torture'. It now, wasn't as hot as it had been. Thank merlin.

As if she knew he was going to ask that question, she started speaking as he finished his question. "Just some loser, that likes to call me gorgeous and stuff. His name's Dan. Works on this level, I thiiink." Something like that anyway. She wasn't 100% sure anyway. Why should she have been? It wasn't like Sam would know him. ~~How mistaken she really was~~

Eyes widening at the mentioning of Broadway shows, Pippa looked at Sam and chuckled. "YOU worked backstage at Broadway shows? Seriously?" Some people were so lucky in life, so lucky and they didnt know it. Poop heads. HEH.

She shrugged once, and shook her head. "It's manic, I guess, one of the Division Heads, I just don't like at all, she asked me to call a truce with her, and our other Division Head, Pandora, well she's just left and now we have Malachi, he's nice I guess. I get along with him, just not Alyssa. She seems too ... flouncy and prissy, and unprofessional." And annoying, in general.

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Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat 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?" Pippa nodded, raising an eyebrow at his persistancy that he had helped her. It was almost, cute. SNORT. "Mmmmhmm. If you say so, Sam. But I'm not so leniant towards the fact you helped, I could have done it myself, you just got there first. So was it really helping? Or were you just simply boasting that you could do it?" And if it was that, he was CERTAINLY going to get a slap, or a flick, or something. She hand't figured that out, just yet. Hehe. "And no emphasising on the word help, okay?" She giggled, lowering her eyebrow and settling to take a sip of her 'drink of torture'. It now, wasn't as hot as it had been. Thank merlin. As if she knew he was going to ask that question, she started speaking as he finished his question. "Just some loser, that likes to call me gorgeous and stuff. His name's Dan. Works on this level, I thiiink." Something like that anyway. She wasn't 100% sure anyway. Why should she have been? It wasn't like Sam would know him. ~~How mistaken she really was~~ Eyes widening at the mentioning of Broadway shows, Pippa looked at Sam and chuckled. "YOU worked backstage at Broadway shows? Seriously?" Some people were so lucky in life, so lucky and they didnt know it. Poop heads. HEH. She shrugged once, and shook her head. "It's manic, I guess, one of the Division Heads, I just don't like at all, she asked me to call a truce with her, and our other Division Head, Pandora, well she's just left and now we have Malachi, he's nice I guess. I get along with him, just not Alyssa. She seems too ... flouncy and prissy, and unprofessional." And annoying, in general. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________