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Tomorrow, Mitchell was going to head back into the considerable danger zone that was his house.

Tonight, he was going to enjoy clinging to his hopes that Gilbert had somehow brought about a change in Annie, stuff a lot of beer in the fridge, and introduce a friend (well, acquaintance, really, but he was hoping on friend, eventually) to a wonderful program about scamming people.

Really, Mitchell was a simple soul.

By the time the chosen hour came along, he was hanging back on the couch, chilling, and sipping off a beer in thought.

[[ for That Spindly Redhead ]]

Date: 2010-07-14 07:17 pm (UTC)
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And Reno snorted, swishing the last mouthful of beer around in the bottom of the bottle. He'd down it in a minute, sure.

"Nah, they've been warned," he agreed, smirking. "The real dumbass ones out there'll try an' claim that they ain't been warned right, but they really got no excuse, yo."

Date: 2010-07-14 07:23 pm (UTC)
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"And common sense ain't common at all," Reno agreed. There went that last mouthful, down the hatch. "Are all the scams on this show like the white van?"

Date: 2010-07-14 07:30 pm (UTC)
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That had Reno letting out a short caw of a laugh. "Card game scams," he echoed. "Damn, those ones are the best, though."

... What?

Date: 2010-07-14 07:39 pm (UTC)
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Reno shot Mitchell a look right back, corners of his mouth twitching.

"Let's just say, I ain't got a bad poker face when it counts the most, yo."

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