"Bond, James Bond." You could hear the grin. "Faith here. Friday didn't work out so hot, sorry 'bout that. boo, hiss, time zones! Maybe we try Thursday this time? Still can't wait to see your moves."
"I keep telling you. I can't special-order the llamas. They only come in periwinkle. If you're ready to accept that, then I can place the order, but you and only you can know if the time is right."
"Hey Mr. Bond, it's Kyle Reese. I have to go home and I don't think I'll be back. Sorry I can't be your TA anymore." There was silence on the line for a few seconds. "Thanks for trusting me." Then he hung up.
Okay, first of all, not a chick. You can tell by my lack of womanly attributes. If anything you're the chick here with your pretty hair and eyes and wow this suddenly just got gay. Anyway! Not interested in your love monkey. Not at all. Deal with it.
[From here (http://steel-not-glass.livejournal.com/509.html?thread=115965#t115965)]
Sorry, Bond.
"Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what I can and cannot do?! I'm a grown woman and who I choose to spend time with--and how I choose to 'get around him' is not of your goddamn business! The next time you try to make it your business, the resulting conversation will start with a punch to your oh-so-pretty face!"
"Are you asking me out? If you are, that's a weird way to ask me out. I mean, yeah, it might be fun but I swear, if it looks like you're about to burrow a spike into my head, we're done."
"I don't know who said what, but I don't need a sex shop, and I definitely don't need one as much as you're insinuating! And don't appreciate my supposed interest, that's just wrong."
"I'll have you know, random stranger, that I have seen a man eat vegetables that were on fire, and it was fucking hilarious. Of course, they were on fire because he was a complete failure at controlling his powers, but still. Point is, it was completely appropriate. Also you had the wrong number, mate."
Coulson didn't quite feel like exposing his existence to Banner yet, because of timelines and Avenging and stuff, so he used a solid Italian accent when he returned the call.
[From here (http://teashopconman.livejournal.com/565.html?thread=15413#t15413)]
"My dear, there is no one hotter than me. The audacity to even think that! Now I won't be sharing any of my hotness with you! I bet you're terribly sad."
Hardison had always known this day would come. But awww hell no was he playing wingman for some chick he didn't even know who just wanted to get into Eliot's pants. There was a Plan for those pants and they certainly didn't involve...whoever this chick was.
"Look, I don't even know you, but believe me my ass is just as hot as his an' you got about an equal chance of seein' one as the other. Now get on outta here, 'fore you embarrass yourself."
"Um. I guess -- well, I mean if horses -- or not-horses, I suppose -- are your thing, then I guess that's your business? It's very brave of you to come out, though I don't know if a stranger on the phone is the best course, really."
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"Oh, like I really spend that much of my time thinking about you to send anything to any of the people you sleep with.
Jackass."
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Okay, first of all, not a chick. You can tell by my lack of womanly attributes. If anything you're the chick here with your pretty hair and eyes and wow this suddenly just got gay. Anyway! Not interested in your love monkey. Not at all. Deal with it.
And stop flaunting your hair you bastard.
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Crazy Phone Day
Sorry, Bond.
"Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what I can and cannot do?! I'm a grown woman and who I choose to spend time with--and how I choose to 'get around him' is not of your goddamn business! The next time you try to make it your business, the resulting conversation will start with a punch to your oh-so-pretty face!"
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Crazy Phone Day
"Are you asking me out? If you are, that's a weird way to ask me out. I mean, yeah, it might be fun but I swear, if it looks like you're about to burrow a spike into my head, we're done."
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"I don't know who said what, but I don't need a sex shop, and I definitely don't need one as much as you're insinuating! And don't appreciate my supposed interest, that's just wrong."
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Crazy Phone Day(s)!
"I'll have you know, random stranger, that I have seen a man eat vegetables that were on fire, and it was fucking hilarious. Of course, they were on fire because he was a complete failure at controlling his powers, but still. Point is, it was completely appropriate. Also you had the wrong number, mate."
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Phone Day 2: Phone Harder
"Do not question the rights of squirrels to pick their own representative ruler in the manner of their choosing, you poopy-head, you!"
Coulson made his own fun sometimes.
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"Why are you showing your idiot friend pictures of us hugging? Are you trying to get me killed?!"
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Wires Crossed Wednesday
"My dear, there is no one hotter than me. The audacity to even think that! Now I won't be sharing any of my hotness with you! I bet you're terribly sad."
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Crazy Phones
Hardison had always known this day would come. But awww hell no was he playing wingman for some chick he didn't even know who just wanted to get into Eliot's pants. There was a Plan for those pants and they certainly didn't involve...whoever this chick was.
"Look, I don't even know you, but believe me my ass is just as hot as his an' you got about an equal chance of seein' one as the other. Now get on outta here, 'fore you embarrass yourself."
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"Um. I guess -- well, I mean if horses -- or not-horses, I suppose -- are your thing, then I guess that's your business? It's very brave of you to come out, though I don't know if a stranger on the phone is the best course, really."
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