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        Foxy and sass simply went hand in hand. Some would say she and ‘crazy’ also went hand in hand too but she liked to think otherwise. Passionate, perhaps, was a much better word. It definitely sounded prettier. Either way, emotions flowed out of Foxy in extremes and this time Sami had been the one to experience that first hand. “Well, just standing there with a dumb grin on your face isn’t much helping.” His grin wasn’t dumb at all, she was just frustrated. She had become desperate in trying to find a way to flick the Supernov-annoying guy back to a galaxy far far away from her. And she was just asking for ideas… and ranting as well but mostly asking.

      ^{Sami blinked, surprised at how what he would’ve assumed was the more important part of his statement seemed to have gone completely over the other’s head.     “How should I-”     And then it hit him, a way to get Noam away from her.     “Well… uh, you could call the cops…’cause sexual harrassment is a crime, right?”     It seemed like a good route though a tiny part of him felt guilty that he might be sending Noam straight into trouble, but the larger part of him that was more focused on helping the sassy woman felt that this was necessary.     “Or you could file a restraining order…or hire bodyguards. There are plenty of options to get him off your back so what’s the hold up?”}

(Source: inzaynityy)