Danny lazily drapes his arm over the chair and looks at her dubiously. "Look, I know that now Steve and I are practically bound together, but that wasn't Steve's sex-eyes. That was his aneurysm face because he thought I was abusing the cannoli. Trust me. Sex face is very different," he says, smug and knowing.
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Date: 2011-10-07 12:22 pm (UTC)