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[aim_blind]

Leah wanted her flat to be empty for a reason. Even now, after furnishing it herself  - with a lot of help from Sam and the Birds, she'll admit - it's very sparsely furnished with the absolute minimum of furniature. Even the main room, which is rapdily filling up with computers and one work bench for a variety of projects, is pin-prick organised in

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[not_scully]

Sam doesn't stop by as much as he could, really. If she doesn't invite him, he's hesitant about coming over. There are a few reasons for this. Sam hasn't offered any of them.

But there is a knock on her door today.

[aim_blind]

And she hasn't really asked. She assumes he has better things to do and it hasn't come up in conversation.

But she's always up for answering the door. The music is turned down further with a remote, and in a short time she's at the door, although not opening it yet. Instead, she just calls through the wood:

"Who is it?"

[not_scully]

"It's Sam."

He'd be worried if she didn't ask who he was before answering the door.

[aim_blind]

Give her a few months with the electronics she keeps bothering people for, and she'll have a speakerphone at the door. She'd like face or voice pattern recognition, but that's a pipedream.

Right now, though, the door's being swung open enthusiastically, and she's grinning as she stands back.

"Hey. Come on in. Just don't touch anything. You've no idea how much is messes with me if things get moved."

There's a pair of sunglasses on the table in the hallway, but she hasn't bothered with it for him. He can deal with the scars.