<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7999530#msg7999530">Quote from: Stella Maris on 04-04-2013, 07:58:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She couldn't help but laugh. <strong>"Well, let me just assure you that I'm not taking journalism because it's an easy subject."</strong> She stuck her tongue out at him, but couldn't help but be curious. <strong>"So, what was this about wanting my opinion?"</strong> she asked, one brow arched in a nearly perfect imitation of Leonard Nimoy.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"I don't want to fall asleep on you, that's tacky as hell and you'd rightly kick my ass. But if I park it on the couch, we're right in the middle of the living room."<br/><br/>Suddenly cracking up for a moment, he shrugged.<br/><br/>"Though after that video footage Beem showed us, I doubt it matters!"<br/><br/>Sobering a bit, he smiled again and focused on his new companion.<br/><br/>"To be blunt, I'd really like to get off and get a good night's sleep, but you're gonna need help. I'm bettin' my cork's looser than normal after all that's happened today, but it's still gonna be a hell of a lot of work. But I can make you feel good, regardless."