"Fine," was all he said to Balthazar and he didn't linger long in the funny little triangle they made. Balthazar has his number, so to speak, and the half-demon could be certain that Jack had Balthazar's. Briskly, he moved back to the elevator. God, he needed fresh air and Los Angeles wasn't the ideal place to find that.
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Date: 2007-04-16 04:15 am (UTC)