"Don't sound like Roosevelt." Lee said, shuddering dramatically. "Roosevelt sounding like himself is more than enough."

The break in play seemed to be just what they needed. Lounging back in Lincolns arms, she grinned at his dorky joke, rapidly followed by a fierce blush that she was glad he couldn't see at the 'all night' comment. The beer was to blame for that. It always raised her temperature. She's not sure what she was going to blame for the vivid images now flitting randomly through her head, but she'd think of something. He did sound tired though and she craned to look up and back at him. "Night shift all week kicked your ass, huh? I think the guys want to tear through this though. I bet they're gone by like ten." Lee said, taking the hand that was draped over her shoulders and squeezing it.