#statesmanvodka

Given the initial inquires about whether he pays alimony and the extent to which it’s no surprise that his response brings about further questions and yet he’s fairly disinterested in the implications housed between words. “Arguably vows do state for better or worst, inherently as you so crassly stated putting up with your spouse lies within those lines. That said, I don’t believe believe she’s entitled to it, no.” 

Eva ran into the room and bounded over to her mother, a grin on her face and a tiara on her head. “Can we have nuggies for dinner, pweasseeeeeeee” 

     At the sound of footsteps coming closer, he sat up, groaning as he tried to keep the blade from moving. “Hello?!” He called out. “I could use some help!” He felt stupid, and did not really want to draw attention to himself and his situation, but he was also fully aware that he had no choice.

“Why am I not surprised that YOU got kicked out of one, Marine’s.” He shook his head, teasingly while he laughed. “I stick to hockey, believe me, shoving a guy up against a wall and watching him slide to the ground, probably the same.” 

Eggsy continued to jab at the numbers with his thumb, as if pressing them multiple times would suddenly fix the issue with the elevator and get it moving again. “Fucking hell.” He groaned, leaning back against the railing as he stood beside Lena. He was in his street attire and not equipped with any sort of tech that would assist them in the situation. “Now this is just bloody brilliant.”

Jack is really good at cooking, but he hardly gets a chance to really sit around and cook due to his job.