LBJ Campfire, Monday Evening

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Chuck didn't know who started the campfire outside his cabin but he was glad that someone did. He was capable of working a lighter but that whole Boy Scout-y wood and newspaper in the optimal fire starting position thing was lost on him. So when people did the hard stuff for him he was appreciative. Silently appreciative. He wasn't about to be thanking people out loud.

Now he was sitting back against a log with a joint in his hand and was debating going back inside the cabin to grab marshmallows. Maybe after the munchies set in.

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"But why should you get the privilege of using it?" he asked. "We just met."

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"You like me," she decided. "You won't mind."

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"You're arrogant," he observed. "You could be wrong."

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She looked down then back up at him from under her lashes. "Am I?"

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"I don't know yet." He couldn't give her entirely what she wanted that easily. "I guess we'll see."

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Rose laughed and tossed her hair. "You're a hard sell."

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"I didn't get this far in life by being easy." Well, he'd used other things besides his easiness. He wasn't just an easy guy. Or something.

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"And how far is it that you've gotten," she asked curiously.

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"Far enough," he answered cryptically. "I'm doing just fine for myself."

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"That 'International Man of Mystery' act needs a bit of work," she teased laughingly, leaning to try to pat Hannibal's arm.