"Aye, right?" Scotty shut the engine back off, petting the steering wheel absently. "I'd love t' put her on a road. Just... open road, an' a sunny day." Check him out, waxing poetic. He thought to check his PADD, though, and winced. "An' now, I'm due fer work. Uhm... Kevin, right? I mean..." Well, Riley wasn't much older than him, but it seemed not-quite-right to call him sir for some reason. Maybe the shared fascination with the Riviera.
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Date: 2009-09-06 12:30 am (UTC)