Nov. 15th, 2010

ersatzach: (come hither)
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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