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[unique-moments.livejournal.com]

Samantha's inna bar...atta booth!!

No paperwork this time, but a chocolate milkshake and what looks like a fingerprint kit and a remote control. She's cataloguing fingerprints, dog prints, hamster prints and cat prints off of the smooth back of the remote, for Tim.

Come and chat. Just don't knock over the powder.

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[hope-halo.livejournal.com]

Is there any subtle way to put it?

"I'm an, ah, archangel," Remiel grins, perhaps a tad embaressedly.

[unique-moments.livejournal.com]

"Rock." Sam grins. "That's cool. What's it like? I work for a law firm. I hate it."

Nice...comparison to jobs, Sam.

[hope-halo.livejournal.com]

His grin brightens -- that went over well.

"Like? Well... I don't know if I could compare it, exactly. Nothing like your law firm, I'm sure. My 'area' is prophetic dreams and ressurection."

[unique-moments.livejournal.com]

"Awesome. Prophetic dreams...I've never had one." She shakes her head. "Unless the one about giant pink bunnies was a prophecy and we're screwed..."

[hope-halo.livejournal.com]

Remiel laughs softly at that. "I don't think so. That'd take a malicious breeder, patience and lots of pink dye, at any rate."

[unique-moments.livejournal.com]

Sam giggles. "That's so true. But awesome job, man."


(ooc; slowtime please. *glares at mother*)

[hope-halo.livejournal.com]

"Well, more like a purpose, not a job, but thanks," he grins. "It has its 'perks.'"