With a wry expression, Adam caught the water gun and set it down on the food table, turning apologetically back to the Metatron. He hadn't meant to exchange innuendo in front of an angel. Running his hand through his hair, Adam said, "Sorry, 'bout that. What were you sayin'?"
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Date: 2006-09-27 10:05 pm (UTC)