It's a close thing that Drake doesn't call Sam out for disparaging himself again, but on catching sight of that smile he curbs the impulse. And the next comment earns a soft laugh.
"Not sure that's ever happened in the real world, man. In my experience the soulful gazes come after connections, and they're hard part. Like--" he stops himself, thoughtful as he sits down. "I guess you've never been on one, but have you ever seen a roller coaster?"
Dinner is a simple but comforting pot roast, one of the few things his mother was really good at that he learned to make from her. The only thing he does differently is roasting the potatoes separately so they're crispy on the outside. Drake lifts his fork, offering Sam a warm smile back.
"I've seen pictures. I think a video, once. I can get the idea." The food is a good as it smells, and Sam digs in. Looking thoughtful for a while before he speaks again.
"I was married, once. A long time ago. But my wife, when we were dating, found this thing on the network. It was a list of thirty-six questions that you ask your potential partner. Some of it shallow, some of it really intimate, deep shit. But anyway, by the end of it you were supposed to be in love with the other person. I didn't believe in that shit, but I liked that she did."
Drake doesn't ask what happened to Sam's wife. Doesn't ask how they met or what else the other man liked about her... it seems like the sort of thing he should let someone bring up on their own if they want to. That poking around with questions blindly could lead to hitting somewhere painful. But he does ask something.
"You remember any of those questions?" he asks curiously, spearing a carrot.
"Yeah, uh. If you could be famous, would you? And for what?" He sticks a few potatoes and carrots with his fork. "I said no. I was already famous. I didn't want to be famous anymore."
"Ugh, no." Drake shakes his head, sounding very certain. "I wouldn't want to be in the first place. My whole deal has always been about not being noticed."
"See -- " Sam gestures with his fork. "You get me. I don't want to be noticed. I just want to do my job and go home at the end of the day. Sit under a tree, build a fire, play my harmonica.
Drake nods along in agreement until that last item on the list, at which he tilts his head curiously.
"You play the harmonica?" Has he ever seen anybody play a harmonica? Not in real life, he's pretty sure... he probably knows what one sounds like? Maybe. "That's unique enough I have to ask how you picked it up."
"It was a gift, actually. I finished a tough delivery for this guy, a musician. He thanked me by giving me a harmonica. I'm still learning it, but... it's cool. It gives me something to do."
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"Not sure that's ever happened in the real world, man. In my experience the soulful gazes come after connections, and they're hard part. Like--" he stops himself, thoughtful as he sits down. "I guess you've never been on one, but have you ever seen a roller coaster?"
Dinner is a simple but comforting pot roast, one of the few things his mother was really good at that he learned to make from her. The only thing he does differently is roasting the potatoes separately so they're crispy on the outside. Drake lifts his fork, offering Sam a warm smile back.
"It was."
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"I was married, once. A long time ago. But my wife, when we were dating, found this thing on the network. It was a list of thirty-six questions that you ask your potential partner. Some of it shallow, some of it really intimate, deep shit. But anyway, by the end of it you were supposed to be in love with the other person. I didn't believe in that shit, but I liked that she did."
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"You remember any of those questions?" he asks curiously, spearing a carrot.
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I'm an easy guy to keep happy."
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"You play the harmonica?" Has he ever seen anybody play a harmonica? Not in real life, he's pretty sure... he probably knows what one sounds like? Maybe. "That's unique enough I have to ask how you picked it up."
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