Hung Out to Dry
Apr. 28th, 2009 12:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfanNew job. New boss. New hours. Not that the Secret Service was a nine-to-five gig, but it's well after midnight now and we're just starting.
"Can't work a field in high heels," Gibbs says, and leads me off to his car in search of socks.
I've got a feeling he's never going to tell me how he knew that I wouldn't take the time to go home and change into something more sensible after dumping my date. Or how he knew which size boots to bring along. One thing's for sure, it wasn't a lucky guess.
The hat fits too.
The line in italics is from the episode.
"Can't work a field in high heels," Gibbs says, and leads me off to his car in search of socks.
I've got a feeling he's never going to tell me how he knew that I wouldn't take the time to go home and change into something more sensible after dumping my date. Or how he knew which size boots to bring along. One thing's for sure, it wasn't a lucky guess.
The hat fits too.
The line in italics is from the episode.
