Conspiracy Wars: Finally Posted.

Michael glared at Leon. "Yes, there is a problem with that. Take your hands off of her," he said, trying to sound calm.

After Leon put his arm around Sam, she frowned. 'What is he doing?'

"Tch. Boring, that's what you are." Leon removed his arm from Sam's shoulder, and grabbed the Tequila bottle, slamming the rest of it down in one gulp. "Later, ya squares." As Leon walked out the door he turned back to the two.

"Thanks for pickin' up the tab!" Leon grinned, immediately heading for the nearest alley and leaning against the wall, turning invisible.