[ Jefferson might regret his choice of words just as soon as Kenzi goes off on her own, but it's too late now because he's already dialed Weaver's. Luckily, Eliot's understanding, at least from the little bit Jefferson's willing to say over the phone. More than understanding, really, and Jefferson's practically bowled over by the feelings of gratitude practically warming him from the inside.
Just as they're about to start saying their goodbyes-- Jefferson, with a dreamy sort of smile on his lips (is it too obvious in his voice?)-- he feels something... a bit springy prod at his ear, accompanied by Kenzi's chirping voice. ]
What--
[ And he turns his head just enough that he's now face-to-face with-- a fleshy silicon tube, no-- wait, no-- That's not a tube; that's a sex toy. A phallus. Which, not typically something Jefferson would take issue with, except that it's kind of being shoved in his face by Kenzi! So Jefferson lets out an unintelligible yelp, and the last things Eliot will hear before he accidentally hangs up on him: ]
no subject
Just as they're about to start saying their goodbyes-- Jefferson, with a dreamy sort of smile on his lips (is it too obvious in his voice?)-- he feels something... a bit springy prod at his ear, accompanied by Kenzi's chirping voice. ]
What--
[ And he turns his head just enough that he's now face-to-face with-- a fleshy silicon tube, no-- wait, no-- That's not a tube; that's a sex toy. A phallus. Which, not typically something Jefferson would take issue with, except that it's kind of being shoved in his face by Kenzi! So Jefferson lets out an unintelligible yelp, and the last things Eliot will hear before he accidentally hangs up on him: ]
DON'T POKE MY FACE WITH A DILDO--