[ Oh, wow. Raylan's asking him about something pretty damn important. Roman doesn't interrupt--doesn't really want to comment on it because it'll ruin things--but his brows raise and he does allow himself an incredibly large grin. ] Hmmmm... [ They both know it's a yes, but Roman draws it out for a fraction of a second just to savour things. Is it possible to taste a compliment on the tongue? ]
I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me, and flattery will get you everywhere, so yeah. Happy to. Gives me something to actually fucking to.
[ And he is good at sniffing people out. He's busted, like, what, three unionizing efforts? ]
Someone's got to make sure she's using the network appropriately and for its intended use. And Raylan-- [ he claps a hand on the other's shoulder, looking directly into his eyes. ] --You're like a brother to me, but let's be honest with ourselves, you have a blackberry.
[Raylan smirks and rolls his eyes a little at the 'flattery will get you everywhere'. He's glad Roman is pleased though.
His eyebrows lift a little at the hand clasped on his shoulder, not sure what to expect - and promptly laughs at the dig and its implication.]
Thank god, cause IT Carl ain't here to explain it to her. But my blackberry does everything a phone needs to. It can connect to the internet, you know. I'm not lettin' it go until they make me; it's more solid than a Nokia.
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I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me, and flattery will get you everywhere, so yeah. Happy to. Gives me something to actually fucking to.
[ And he is good at sniffing people out. He's busted, like, what, three unionizing efforts? ]
Someone's got to make sure she's using the network appropriately and for its intended use. And Raylan-- [ he claps a hand on the other's shoulder, looking directly into his eyes. ] --You're like a brother to me, but let's be honest with ourselves, you have a blackberry.
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His eyebrows lift a little at the hand clasped on his shoulder, not sure what to expect - and promptly laughs at the dig and its implication.]
Thank god, cause IT Carl ain't here to explain it to her. But my blackberry does everything a phone needs to. It can connect to the internet, you know. I'm not lettin' it go until they make me; it's more solid than a Nokia.
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I've got it. [ A gentle assurance hot off the heals of his teasing. ] Don't worry.
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Uhhuh. Thanks, Rome. Now finish your drink and tell me if you want another one.