Private Memo: Moira McKay

[two_min_younger]

Hey Sparky,

I finally managed to reconfigure the particle accelerator to make the perfect grilled cheese. You bring the fixings and we'll do lunch.


♥

Tim

Comments

[moiramckay.livejournal.com]

Tim!

My favorite Sheppard cousin! Cheddar, Monterey Jack, or Swiss? Aaron ate the last of the Kraft singles. I could be convinced to get out the loaf of San Francisco sourdough bread that I've been hoarding.

[two-min-younger.livejournal.com]

How about all three, just to make your dad jealous? And what, pray tell, can I do to convince you to bring that wonderfully delectable bread?

[moiramckay.livejournal.com]

Fantastic!

I'll bring the bread if you promise to tell me the *FULL* details of a story.

[two-min-younger.livejournal.com]

I would say it depends on what story, but with San Francisco sourdough on the line...my secrets are yours for the lunch hour. And only that one story.

[moiramckay.livejournal.com]

I want to hear the story about you, Jake, and Nate going offworld to the one village where they mistook you for a girl.


http://jakelorne.livejournal.com/277.html?thread=4629#t4629

[two-min-younger.livejournal.com]

...I know Nate would never betray me like that unless it was a life or death situation, so it had to be Jake who mentioned it to you. Remind me to kick his ass the next chance I get.

But fine. I'll explain to you the unfortunate circumstances surrounding that unnecessary incident.

[moiramckay.livejournal.com]

Hmm...in a fight between you and Jake...who would I bet on? It's a hard decision, really.

Then the sourdough shall be yours...well ours for the sandwiches.