He caught the fear in her eyes and frowned. He hadn't really had particular plans in mind... but he supported GOB's dream, albeit unwillingly. He could certainly support another if it was to a better end (he was convinced anything would be).
Waving a hand, Michael tried to articulate what he had meant.
"If you're happy.. doing what you do? Just forget it." He bit his lip, unsure of where to go from here. "I just meant... I don't know, didn't you have a dream as a kid?"
He who had wasted his dreams was asking a young stripper about hers. There was something so wrong about that.
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Date: 2008-06-26 11:34 pm (UTC)Waving a hand, Michael tried to articulate what he had meant.
"If you're happy.. doing what you do? Just forget it." He bit his lip, unsure of where to go from here. "I just meant... I don't know, didn't you have a dream as a kid?"
He who had wasted his dreams was asking a young stripper about hers. There was something so wrong about that.