#and bantering

[starrforms]

Neal: I like your eye makeup. It'd look good on my girlfriend. Want to part with it?

Girl: Gonna tell her where you got it?

Neal: Our little secret.

~later~

Peter: What color would you call that?

Neal: Kingfisher.

Peter: What?

Neal: When you do a rubbing at a strip club, your options are limited.

Peter: Oh, I'm tempted to make a 'rubbing at a strip club' joke.

Neal: Floated it right across the plate for ya. Glad that you're above it.

- ep 13, season 3

[chaoticeddie]

in other news though, bucky and sam working on the boat is making me VERY happy

[set-phasers-to-bacon]

Star Trek/Gone in Sixty Seconds AU

Jim practically bounced into the passenger seat of their stolen Porsche,  grinning like a goddamn idiot. 

"Just like old times Bones." 

"Thats not exactly a good thing Jim." 

"What?! We had fun!  The speed. The thrills...." 

"Oh come on.  Jail wasn't that bad. You met that one guy, what's his name? He had that eye patch and that sweet -" 

"no no no. NO!  We. do. not. talk. about. that!"   Jim turned his head and grinned into the window.  Bones could see his breath fogging up the glass and knew the welcome silence wouldn't last. 

"You missed this. Admit it." 

"I did not," he bit out, teeth clenched as he shifted again. The car jolted forward and Jim turned in his seat to face his long lost partner in crime. 

"You missed me."  

Bones gave into temptation and stole a glance sideways. Damn. Jim was beaming like a kid on Christmas. Bones knew he'd been caught. 

"Keep dreaming, kid.  This is the last time." 

"I'm not the one who's dreaming here Bones," Jim chirped, leaning back with a knowing smile. 

Bones was back in town for "one last goddamn boost, you hear me Kirk?" and as far as Jim was concerned, all was right in the world again.  

Nothing left to do but sit back and enjoy the ride....