[ He knows she means the OJ but it's just as easily applied to the experiment holding the glass and his smile strains to stay. ]
Call me an optimist. [ The rest takes him by actual surprise, but first he has to go and finagle his breakfast somewhere so he can follow the niceties. Only a little bit of coffee spills, and he'll call that a win for the morning. Shaking her hand briefly, he puts the rest of the food down next to it — one table's good as another. ] A fan? Not entirely sure I can believe that.
[ What's he done? Some decade old papers published and... Well. New York. He's not entirely sure he wants fans for what happened there. ]
YEAH but shield agents are g r o s s (also sorry! work+ill = crappy response time)
Call me an optimist. [ The rest takes him by actual surprise, but first he has to go and finagle his breakfast somewhere so he can follow the niceties. Only a little bit of coffee spills, and he'll call that a win for the morning. Shaking her hand briefly, he puts the rest of the food down next to it — one table's good as another. ] A fan? Not entirely sure I can believe that.
[ What's he done? Some decade old papers published and... Well. New York. He's not entirely sure he wants fans for what happened there. ]