Only if...

Holding in a laugh, Pete quietly stands up from his desk and leans on the cubicle wall, looking down at Katie as she jumps and gasps. "Hey, Kat, you alright? Got ants in your pants or what?"

Just then, Susanne walks by and pauses, seeing a peculiar look on Katie's face. "You okay?"

"No, she's not," Pete confirms. "I think she's having some sort of mild seizures. Better get her a glass of water."

Susanne blinks, pretty sure he was kidding but having no idea what's going on.

As some negativity comes back at Jason, he can't hold back the humor he felt any longer. He'd been holding it at bay ever since he'd started pricking himself with a sharp paperclip, as per Pete's last IM. As soon as Jason releases his thoughts and emotions again, he knows Katie will know exactly what he'd been up to and he starts to laugh.

Don't look at me. Look at your neighbor. It was his idea.

Seeing Katie relax again, Pete snickers and looks back to Susanne. "Never mind. I think she's cured. Oh, but watch your back - she throws a mean curveball."


Misty's invitation takes Alec off guard and he just stares at her for a moment. Dinner? As in socialize? The most Alec ever did was hang out with Eli and Ryan, and people at the races but that was entirely different. Misty was inviting him into their home.

Scratching the back of his head, he thinks for a moment, feeling strangely awkward. "Um... okay... maybe. If... If Ryan wants to, I guess..." He shrugs. "Sure. But... only if Carson wants me there." It wasn't Misty that Alec was worried about - it was his own brother.

Finally standing up, he wanders towards the door, pausing for a moment to look over his shoulder. "Thanks, um... for patching me up."

And then he's gone, the infirmary door falling softly shut.


Phil smiles at Rayne and nods, his eyes searching hers. "Yeah... yeah it is a nice feeling."

Just watching her for a few more moments, he finally moves to start their picnic lunch. Conversation flows easily - everything from the weather, water, family, music to jobs. There just wasn't any awkwardness and Phil could have fooled himself into believing he'd known Rayne for years.

Once they're finished eating, they sit for a while until Phil suggests walking down onto the beach. Strolling through the sand, he winds up taking off his shoes and rolling up his jeans to walk just far enough to feel the water over his feet.

Grinning, he looks over to Rayne. "Kyle, Mike and I used to have swimming races out here. Kyle was always the one to win - Jen would call him a fish all the time." He stretches out his foot and skims the water with his toes. His tone grows a little more thoughtful... perhaps a bit of melancholy shone through. "I guess things change, huh? Kyle's got his own stuff going on now... Jen's got her life... if it weren't for JetStream, I might not even see Mike and Jason that much."