Nate's On-Campus Office

[Nathaniel Davis]

Nate pulled out his wallet and fished out a card with some writing on it. He slid it across to Sam, "Her personal e-mail address. I won't promise you she'll respond, she wouldn't even promise me that she'd respond, but it is what it is."

[Samantha McManus]

"Can never tell when she'll be on assignment, I suppose."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"Well, she can tell, but then she'd have to kill you," Nate said, grinning.

[Samantha McManus]

"She could try..."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"I'd give her better odds than most," Nate said. "Not good odds, mind you, just better odds."

[Samantha McManus]

"Would be fun, but likely messy."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"If that day ever comes, I solemnly swear to sell tickets."

[Samantha McManus]

"How am I supposed to feel about that gleam in your eye?" She smirked.

[Nathaniel Davis]

"The same way you always have... wary but accepting," he said. "On a separate topic, once I get settled in, I'd like to take you and your girlfriend to dinner. I promise I'll be on my best behavior."

[Samantha McManus]

"Best be," she smirked. "She has claws, too."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"Disemboweling is a bitch to heal. I'll definitely be good."

[Samantha McManus]

"Haven't seen her do that much," she admitted. "Might be something to see."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"Now it's my turn. How am I supposed to feel about that gleam in your eye?"

[Samantha McManus]

"However you like," she said with a toothy grin.

[Nathaniel Davis]

He grinned back, his canines sharper and slightly longer than they should be. "I think I'll choose to avoid unnecessary injury at the hands of the significant other of one of my friends, regardless of how interested in the outcome said friend might be."

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye, we'll play nice and save that for the Danger Room."

[Nathaniel Davis]

"Best place for it really."