For
bsg_aussiegirl, who
wanted to see Laura as an Australian housewife.
Bill dumped his phone, wallet, and keys onto the dining room table and stomped out back to find his wife.
"You look mad as a cut snake," Laura observed.
"Ropeable. It's that fruit loop again."
"Baltar?"
"The man and the delusions. He was supposed to infiltrate the client's computer network so I could work up a defence; we're supposed to present our security plan tomorrow. Instead he knocks off all arvo to shag his girlfriend."
"Cain know about it?"
"Yeah. The boss knows. She joined them."
"Great." Laura took a long swig of her beer before passing the tinny to Bill.
"How was your day?"
"Same old. Kids are upstairs doing their homework. Mr. Tyrol came by to have a stab at fixing the washing machine."
"Sounds exciting."
"He smells of cabbage, Bill." She took the beer back from him, took another long swig. "I've been thinking of looking for work."
"The pub's looking for a new barmaid."
"Nah."
"Then what?"
"Zak's kindy's looking for some help. I was thinking I could be good at that."
Bill pulled her close, dropped a kiss to the top of her head. "I don't think I could see you as a kindergarten teacher."