"Heh, tell me about it. I'd rather be in Pebble Beach than the Gulf, you know what I mean." It's always been in Sam's blood, too, though after years of service he's frankly enjoying his time in Miami.
He has (thank you, years of 60's tv happily watched in his parent's living room), but he's a pretty damn good undercover agent. His features paint themselves into a mask of total surprise, then pretends to struggle for a look of normalcy. "Huh. The final frontier." He puts down his drink and raises an eyebrow. "Do you know why I'm suddenly up here on the Enterprise? 'Cause if you don't I've gotta tell you this is the best DT I've ever had. Beats pink elephants by a mile."
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He has (thank you, years of 60's tv happily watched in his parent's living room), but he's a pretty damn good undercover agent. His features paint themselves into a mask of total surprise, then pretends to struggle for a look of normalcy. "Huh. The final frontier." He puts down his drink and raises an eyebrow. "Do you know why I'm suddenly up here on the Enterprise? 'Cause if you don't I've gotta tell you this is the best DT I've ever had. Beats pink elephants by a mile."