[For Nixon]

[fourforone]

There's a couple of things wrong with the picture Buck's in, he figures. First of all, he had too much to drink the night before because he's got a raging hangover. Second of all, there's only half as much hair of the dog as he wants. And oh yeah, third of all, he's pretty sure he never hopped bodies like Toye did the once because he's still in his

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[vat_69]

For reasons elusive even to himself, Lew was up early this morning, and he's been to Cain's and back -- Not to subject himself to the perils of physical training or even breakfast, per se, but the retrieval of coffee, which Shari is usually good enough to provide.

However, there was a distinct lack of coffee this morning, a flustered blonde boy in its place, Shari that was and none too pleased to have lost certain parts and gained others.

It's devious curiosity that draws Lew home again, and he stands in the front doorway admiring Buck's back end for a long moment before politely clearing his throat. "At least you've still got a great ass," he says, smirking, even more inordinately pleased with his own masculinity than normal.

[fourforone]

Buck shoots a look at Nix and gives him a wary look, shaking his head as he marvels at all the little epiphanies that trail on the heels of that one. "Nixon, I don't even want to think about that comment as meaning you've looked at my ass before," he informs the man. "I just came to check you were all present and all parts accounted for before I headed Homestead-wards."

[vat_69]

That he's noticed Buck's ass before hardly seems to matter in the present context: Only one of them is still a man. "Oh, I'm definitely all accounted for," Lew replies, and steps from the door and across the room with the sort of fluidity that suggests he owns everything within it, Buck included.

"So, what's it like being a woman?" he asks, politely curious as he arches a brow, half a step into Buck's personal space.

[fourforone]

Buck takes the challenge with open arms, openly smirking right up at Nixon in the little personal space between and he manages to leer quite impressively when he looks Nix over. "Handy having a pair of breasts in the morning," he says candidly. "Nice to not feel like I'm about to die because I'm hard when I wake up. But short."