Sasha had seemed delayed in his response to Xander. He couldn't tell if it was intentional to brush off his dumb statement or he was lost in a faraway thought that had returned to greet his mind. [color=f26522]"Well Sash my boy that makes two...make that probably three of us that aren't good russians,"[/color] Xander had a nice little laugh to that. [color=f26522]"Why not pull up a chair over here brotha and join us for casual conversation. If you refuse though I might cry so I warn you I am an ugly crier."[/color]

Xander and Jo kept on moving pieces around the board as he thought about the rag tag group he ended up with in here. [i]So many different operatives of different kinds here obviously. I bet some kind of uprising, you know like in the movies, around these parts would be better then anything Spielberg could ever create[/i] thinking to himself as he shifted around in his seat.