[Yeah, exactly, what? Because while Tucker was completely on board with hitting on everything that moved, breathed, and sometimes did neither, known enemies were where he drew the line.
Especially enemies who threatened...that.]
Hey, Wash isn't my babysitter. [Shut up, Tucker; everyone knew he was.] Look, let's just forget this whole thing ever happened, okay? Fair?
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Especially enemies who threatened...that.]
Hey, Wash isn't my babysitter. [Shut up, Tucker; everyone knew he was.] Look, let's just forget this whole thing ever happened, okay? Fair?
[Because that sounded way fair to him.]