<strong>Jim at Bree's desk</strong><br/><br/>Jim hung his head a little.  "I am very sorry, I just say stupid things sometimes when a pretty girl flusters me.  I didn't mean to insult your intelligence or anything.  I'm not going to lie, my own sister who is a little older than you has no clue how to play poker and so I didn't want to assume..."  Jim wasn't sure if this was helping or digging his hole a little bit deeper.  "Anyway, ignoring my complete inability to act like a rational person, I hope you will still come by."<br/><br/>"Unfortunately, well, fortunately, really, I guess...but unfortunately your computer problem was a quickie and since it is solved, I have to be getting back to IT.  Hopefully, we'll talk again soon.  Even if you have to unplug your printer."  Jim tried to lighten the mood, hoping he didn't come off like an idiot.  And then Jim was off - back to the secret laboratories of the IT team.