[That morning Scott found himself stealing glances at Logan. It had been a few months since their text conversation where he almost let slip his true feelings. Sadly, Logan was convinced his attentions were aimed at miss Grey. Maybe it's for the best 'though.. for now.
He quickly averts his gaze, hoping the other didn't notice his stare. The last thing he needed was his most skilled journalist finding out he's the target of his boss' secret affection.]
Logan hadn't noticed him, but Jean certainly did, a smile on her mouth as she nudged him and whispered a short 'I think Scott wants to talk to you'. Logan only raised a brow in return, but with Jean cocking her head in the direction of where Scott currently stood next to the cooler, Logan found it difficult to tell her "no".
So he shut the folder he was holding closed, walking over to him and grabbing one of the paper cups atop the cooler himself.
Sandwiches and... stuff. [ Yet again, it wasn't the answer he was expecting. Logan looked behind him again, just in case Scott was speaking to someone he couldn't see, and then looked back at him with furrowed brows. ]
...you want to have lunch with me. [ Repeating it didn't make it sound any less bizarre. ] Seriously?
[ From a logical point of view, however, Logan would be stupid to pass up any opportunity to save money.
Which, of course, prompted him to ask: ] You paying?
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He quickly averts his gaze, hoping the other didn't notice his stare. The last thing he needed was his most skilled journalist finding out he's the target of his boss' secret affection.]
What am I doing..? Focus, Summers.
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Logan hadn't noticed him, but Jean certainly did, a smile on her mouth as she nudged him and whispered a short 'I think Scott wants to talk to you'. Logan only raised a brow in return, but with Jean cocking her head in the direction of where Scott currently stood next to the cooler, Logan found it difficult to tell her "no".
So he shut the folder he was holding closed, walking over to him and grabbing one of the paper cups atop the cooler himself.
As he filled the cup, he asked, ] What is it?
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The version of cool and casual that you can do while standing next to a cooler, ogling at your employee.]
I was just wondering.. Have you had lunch yet?
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Logan even said it out loud: ] What?
[ He was bewildered, and it showed in the slightly confused edge to his expression before he smoothed it out with a frown. ]
...no. Why? You need me to cover for someone?
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Uh no. We're good here... I was thinking if you'd want to join me for lunch. There's this really decent place across the street. Sandwiches and stuff.
[Smooth, Summers. Real smooth.]
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...you want to have lunch with me. [ Repeating it didn't make it sound any less bizarre. ] Seriously?
[ From a logical point of view, however, Logan would be stupid to pass up any opportunity to save money.
Which, of course, prompted him to ask: ] You paying?