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welliwont:
RANDALL~

Shore Jack, whatevah you say!  Ah wouldn't mind tha peace 'n qua'at, 'n yer prolly cravin' it too bah now, ain'tcha?  I know ma wife takes some gettin' use'ta.... a lot a gettin' use'ta!!

((RANDALL's voice trails off as he follows JACK past the dancers still twirlin', dippin', swayin'...))

%%Mah, what a fine derrière this boy's got  -wait a minit!  There ah go again, thinkin' a him as a boy, when he's obviously All Man.  Hrmmph!!?%%

Mikaela:
THE VERY PATIENT BENCH OUTSIDE THE DANCE HALL:

(( In delighted contemplation and anticipation of the fine derrière in question: ))

Daniel:
Jack:

((Jack nods at Randall's wisdom, noting his devilish charming smile.))

**Yeah, your wife wore me out, that's for sure. She sure can dance, even if she's quiet one minute and a busybody the next. Not that I mind that sorta thing. Just sayin'.**

((Jack drags on his cigarette and gently eases himself onto the bench outside the Childress town hall. He smiles and quirks an eyebrow at Randall, suddenly feeling more youthful in Randall's presence.))

**So, you ever dance much? Saw you watchin' us when we were out on the floor.**

welliwont:
RANDALL~

Oh you noticed, did'ja?  Well sorry to be starin' at ya so hard, you jus' reminded me of someone, that's all.

%%Shhhee-it, I didn't know I was bein' so obvious!  I wonder who else noticed me starin' at him?!  Damn!!!%%

((Randall squirmed uncomfortably on the hard wood bench and spread his legs so much wider trying to get situated that his knee accidentally touches Jack's knee, but he leaves it there.))



Both of them sit silently smoking their cigarettes, in deep thought.

Naw, I don't dance much, I like fishin' better.  What about you?  D'ya like ta go fishin' Jack?

%%Uh oh, am I being too direct?%%

Daniel:
JACK:

**Fishin'? Hell no, don't know a darn thing about fish-...**

((Jack catches Randall's heated look focused straight on him and looks away suddenly. No denying what he saw there.))

**Oh you mean fishin'**

((Jack is uncertain what to say, so he continues to look around. A couple walk out of the dance hall and head down the sidewalk.))

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