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[ersatzach]

Chris has worked himself up. Thanks to his "best friend". Over some comments on a message board infested by fanboys who live in their parent's basements. He's all grouchy and sad. It's kind of adorable except that it makes me sad to see him do this to himself. We've gotten to the set now and he's doing his SHatner for me.

"I don't know...Shat's a genius," He says and I give him a look. "What are you talking about?" He pulls into a space and turns off the car. "You...just don't...understandzach! My...acting is...justamereshadowofthegreatmanwecall...The Shat. I can...never...live up to...hisgenius. Star Trek will go down and it will be...allmyfault."

I laugh. Hard. "That was good, you'll have to do that for leonard when we go to dinner," I say, waggling my eyebrows.

"Oh, no..It's like sex...I'm not doing it for anyone but you."

I smile. "I kind of like that..." I say, kissing his cheek. "Don't let the ladies molest you too much."

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[cfine.insanejournal.com]

"I'm right here..." I snap and come around the corner...wrapped up tightly in my robe. I pull the belt even tighter. "Don't get your panties in a knot."

[trekroomies.insanejournal.com]

I give Chris a look. "DOn't get your panties in a knot, Pine." I say. "What took so long?"

[cfine.insanejournal.com]

"I had to...well, the made up my whole body and..." Rachel, who is green from head to toe, plants her hands on her hips. Okay...no sympathy there. "Can we just get on with this...before I run screaming back to my trailer..."