#anyway always love her cantankerous dour mood. unfortunately sam like eddie is probably annoying rip

[samuhelll]

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“Age, sex, location— what do I look like, ‘FBI, go catfish’?” 

He clasps his hands with a loud thud, his eyes crinkling when he smiles. “Kidding!” he exclaims. The beige of his Civic turns his eyes muddy. “Mary Dahl,” he drawls. “Sam Croker.”

He doesn’t offer a hand. Not when he knows the end result will always be a singular, invariable response like fate and the past and the linearity of time. He wouldn’t crouch down, anyway—his knees go sore in Gotham’s cold—and Mary has the look of a heckled cat, inclined to clawing. 

“Gotta say. The whole Chernobyl routine, what with the ‘make war, not love’—” Voice rumbling. Then, firework hands. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!” he croaks. Sam smiles. “Love it.” 

He means the nuclear power plant. Killer Croc. Mary’s radioactive headline in a history of front-page articles and rap-sheet heartaches. Her hair is Toblerone gold. 

“Anyway—” He draws in a breath. He drops his hands. “How about some showbiz?”