He had measured every conceivable body part, every aspect of Ray that he'd had the opportunity to observe – oh. Well, not quite. Benton Fraser pulled his hat straight, took a deep breath, and followed his quarry into the men's room. Calipers were no good here. He'd have to estimate.
*wheezes* *deep breath*
*dies*
Oh, Fraser. I admire your dedication to, um, truth. And duty. Yes.
(...Oh, are we to infer that he previously checked out RayV?)
"But you've kept much more of your hair." "Thank you. Was that so hard?"
hee! to RayK's competitive vanity.
Also, I love the section headers! Helps the story chug along with minimal exposition and without confusing the reader.
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Date: 2007-08-09 05:35 am (UTC)Benton Fraser pulled his hat straight, took a deep breath, and followed his quarry into the men's room.
Calipers were no good here. He'd have to estimate.
*wheezes* *deep breath*
*dies*
Oh, Fraser. I admire your dedication to, um, truth. And duty. Yes.
(...Oh, are we to infer that he previously checked out RayV?)
"But you've kept much more of your hair."
"Thank you. Was that so hard?"
hee! to RayK's competitive vanity.
Also, I love the section headers! Helps the story chug along with minimal exposition and without confusing the reader.