[ dick's a little grateful that he's passing his cash over when izzy hits him with that one. he smiles, grinning from ear to ear like a dork, and pockets his wallet as he looks at her.
stepping to the side to wait for their drinks, he slides his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. ]
I figured we could arm wrestle for it.
[ he shrugs, looking down at her arms. he thinks she could take him. donna's rather lean and she can break his warm with a mere poke of her finger. ]
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stepping to the side to wait for their drinks, he slides his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. ]
I figured we could arm wrestle for it.
[ he shrugs, looking down at her arms. he thinks she could take him. donna's rather lean and she can break his warm with a mere poke of her finger. ]
Seems fair, don't you think?