[Jason's known Kara long enough by now to pick up on some of her peculiarities. He can appreciate what this one means—not just because it sure makes her pretty easy to find in a crowded bar. Find the part with the best view. No coincidence, there. With no small sense of irony—]
No rest for the wicked.
[And not even time for a "how do you do." He takes that as an invitation to sit himself down, reaching to pick up the glass and tip it toward her in a salute before taking a drink. Still cold—he's not that late. Setting the glass down, he makes a point of leaning onto the table in a way that is casual rather than conspiratorial. He doesn't mind a little tit-for-tat. All's fair. Rather than answer her right away, though—]
Not running on empty, are you? [She's an information broker, worth sharing is worth money. But humor him.] Or is this an unprofessional curiosity?
no subject
No rest for the wicked.
[And not even time for a "how do you do." He takes that as an invitation to sit himself down, reaching to pick up the glass and tip it toward her in a salute before taking a drink. Still cold—he's not that late. Setting the glass down, he makes a point of leaning onto the table in a way that is casual rather than conspiratorial. He doesn't mind a little tit-for-tat. All's fair. Rather than answer her right away, though—]
Not running on empty, are you? [She's an information broker, worth sharing is worth money. But humor him.] Or is this an unprofessional curiosity?