Roger spun his La-z-boy around to face the television again. Kitty squeezed Peter's hand and smiled - he'd said exactly the right thing.
"They're down by 3, but they've got the ball." Roger looked over his shoulder at Peter, eyeing him up and down and seeming to make some decision about his appearance.
"Don't suppose you play ball, do ya? I was quarterback of my team in high school. Made all state and got a full ride to college until I blew out my knee." He returned his attention to the television just as the Giants scored.
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Date: 2010-11-30 05:13 pm (UTC)"They're down by 3, but they've got the ball." Roger looked over his shoulder at Peter, eyeing him up and down and seeming to make some decision about his appearance.
"Don't suppose you play ball, do ya? I was quarterback of my team in high school. Made all state and got a full ride to college until I blew out my knee." He returned his attention to the television just as the Giants scored.