A Few Words Between Friends
"Hey there, cowboy. You about done with that report?"
"<Sigh> Yeah. Damn Bureaucracy. I've already filed an "official" report about yesterday's events. This is what they call a Supplemental Questionaire Form 34697-A13. (Mutters under breath) Nosy bastards."
(Glances down at floor) "About yesterday..."
(Looks up from report) "What about it?"
"I never did get a chance to say thanks for coverin' my back yesterday. I meant to do it earlier, but what with these damn reports and all..."
"No need for thanks, Vin. That's what friends do. Besides, it's what they pay me the big bucks for." (Sly grin)
(Snort)"Right, pard. I've seen your paycheck. They don't pay us enough to risk a hangnail. (Hesitates) It...it means a lot to know I have pards willin' to back me up."
"And now you have six of them. Although if it ever comes down to a choice between us and a pretty lady, I can't guarantee what Buck will do."
(Quirks lips in wry smile) Buck has his priorities, alright. (Pause) Ya know, I never really had any close friends before. It took some gettin' used to, havin' the six of ya around. Hell, I'm still gettin used to Ezra."
(Shakes head)"I think we all are."
(Smile)"You doin' anything tonight?"
"Nothing worth mentioning."
"How about dropping by Inez's place for a beer and a game of pool? My treat."
"Sounds good. Beats the hell out of paperwork. (Pause) You know, I spent a lot of Friday nights by myself after Sarah and Adam were killed. That was how I liked it." (Shrugs)
"And now?"
"Now, I think it's not such a bad thing to have a few friends."
"Nope. Not a bad thing at all."
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