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Teacher's Lounge, Monday

Since she was in Cabo last Monday, this week a Mexican spread is laid out for the enjoyment of the faculty. Mexican coffee and cocoa are available, and in the fridge is a 6 pack of Corona in a paper bag labeled "Adam Pierson."

Sit. Eat. Chat. Telemundo is on the big screen. Ole.

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He shakes his head a little. Married with a baby. Oh good lord, it's still sinking in.

"She's fairly adamant that she wants to work, although I don't know if she'll continue teaching here."

He sighs a little before continuing. "Neither of us think the island is a safe place for her or the baby. When it was just the two of us..." he grips his coffee cup. "She's had offers before to write textbooks that she's exploring as another option. And I can commute from off-island, maybe keep the apartment on campus for a while."

He goes for the chips out of habit. "Unless you want it, of course. It's twice the size of the normal faculty apartment."

"You'd...leave?"

Her smile faded incrimentally, but not entirely. "Ask me again if you actually give it up. More room might be nice. But I...I just moved in. Not quite used to saying howdy neighbor to you." grinning a bit more she snags another chip. "But you're right. It's barely safe enough for the students. No way it's anywhere to raise a child."

"Lorelai, Gilmore... do you know her? We share an office. Anyway, she commutes from off-campus, so I think Sara and I can make it work," he says a little hesitantly.

"And I'm serious about the apartment. It's one bedroom, but we both have offices. You could easily convert Sara's office to a guest bedroom for your son, or anyone else. I could probably be talked into moving out fully sooner if I could crash on your couch from time to time," he says with a wide smile.

She waves dismissively, "Jack likes his own room. But a spare room might be nice. You could absolutely stay any time you wanted."

As much as she hates to admit it, enough room for all her shoes would be nice.

"Tell you what? We'll burn that bridge when we come to it, ok?"

"You don't want to have a sleepover with me?" he asks, obviously busting her chops.

Giving him a hard look and a totally shit eating grin, she leans in and says dryly, "Gil, you want to make out with me, don't you?"

He loses it, and snorts out a laugh.

"You're the legal expert, can I plead the Fifth?"

A ringing laugh bubbles out in return, "Yeah. The Fifth might be a good idea. You're always welcome to crash at my place, Gil. You know that."

"And you know the same courtesy is always available to you, here or anywhere else. But if you burn down my townhouse in Vegas, you're filling out the insurance claims, not me."

"Oooh, Vegas. I hadn't thought about that. You're my best friend, Gil."

Her shoulders shake as she tries to hold in a laugh.

"I see how it is," he says, chuckling as he reaches back for the chips. "You're just using me for my real estate-ish charms."

[OOC: I'm going to bed soon, so wrap this thread in the next few? But I was thinking we could do another, more serious thread about faith/etc. sometime this week. Would you be interested? Gil's an ex-Catholic, but with impending fatherhood I thought the subject could make excellent play with CJ esp. as someone he trusts deeply.]

"Your charms are numerous and enchanting, Gil. Property is only one of the things I like about you."

She gets up to pour another cup and shakes her head, "We're out of coffee. I'm going to run down to my place and get some of the good stuff so I can take it to class."

[[Sounds good. I'll brush up on my own fake!Catholicism so we can play it out!]]

"That sounds like a sound plan to me."

Gil grabs his briefcase, and stands up. "I have class soon, as well. CJ..." he trails off, a little at a loss because being emotional still trips him up. "Have a good day. And thanks, you know."

[OOC: Hee! No worries, I'm in the same boat. You rock.]

"I know, Gil. You're welcome...and thank you back. I'll see you around."

She holds the door for him, and heads the opposite direction down to get some good Oaxaca Pluma.

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