A roll of his eyes, and the blonde shook his head, looking over his shoulder at his bottle of orange soda for something else to focus on. Dave wandered back down the hall and paused.
"...forgot to mention, Jungle Boy-- he doesn't talk much. Don't be alarmed. Nothin' personal, he's always been that way." He was chewing absently on a piece of beef jerky. Where the hell had that come from, Dave. Dirk exchanged a glance with Dave, then looked back to Jake as though to affirm his words. Dave held out his bag of jerky.
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Date: 2013-03-10 04:47 am (UTC)"...forgot to mention, Jungle Boy-- he doesn't talk much. Don't be alarmed. Nothin' personal, he's always been that way." He was chewing absently on a piece of beef jerky. Where the hell had that come from, Dave. Dirk exchanged a glance with Dave, then looked back to Jake as though to affirm his words. Dave held out his bag of jerky.
Well this was a little bit awkward.