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[not_that_ray]

Hey Fraser. Fraser.

Got that air I owe you.

Comments

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wouldn't dream of taking anything from you.

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

*takes a portion of air in both hands and puts it down in front of Fraser, determined*

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

*gives Ray a distinctly baffled look*

Ray, you don't own air.

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

Just take it, Fraser.

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

It's an intangible substance, Ray. It can't be taken anywhere.

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

*waits with his hands around the air*

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

You're being extremely silly, Ray.

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

Yeah I know... jus'... take it, okay? It'll make me feel better. Don't repeat that.

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

Really?

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

*still has his hands around the air, looking very pitiful*

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

*clears his throat and affects a suitably serious expression before reaching over the table and 'takes' the air from him, setting it to his left side, then gives his friend an expectant look that clearly asks if he's satisfied now*

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

*moves his hands away from where the portion of air used to be, and looks just to make sure it's gone*

I'm good. Great. Air is gone. We're clear. We good?

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

*solemnly*

Yes, Ray. We're good.

[not-vecchio.livejournal.com]

Good. That's good.

You dealing? Or am I?

[chicagomountie.livejournal.com]

*evenly shuffles the two decks of cards together with skilled ease, squaring them all up precisely before setting them down in front of him with a smile*

I'll deal.