Catching the keys without looking, Rude opened his own bottle and tossed them back to Reno, knowing his partner would go through the drinks faster than he would. He never wondered if it was strange, to know so much about someone; they were partners. Not knowing could be the thing that killed them.
Snorting slightly at Reno's comment about clothes, he took a sip from his drink. "Probably have the basics..." And gloves, hopefully; sunglasses, however, were probably a bit too much to ask for.
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Date: 2009-11-26 06:13 am (UTC)Snorting slightly at Reno's comment about clothes, he took a sip from his drink. "Probably have the basics..." And gloves, hopefully; sunglasses, however, were probably a bit too much to ask for.