Sorry about the lack of updates. Have a ratings-free screencap-a-thon of Shore Leave asking Al to dance. :3

Shore Leave: Uppies! Let’s go, you little prowler. C’mon, wakey wakey!
21: What happened?
Shore Leave: Oh you got smacked in the flight jacket. Hurts like a bitch, don’t it?
21: Uh, lemme guess — S.P.H.I.N.X. headquarters?
Shore Leave: Was it the giant sphinx?
21: No. Place smells like out-of-work O.S.I. d-bags.
Shore Leave: Love it when you get all toughy-pants. Whoops, oh I think I’m chubbing up!

The Alchemist: Got a prom date?
Shore Leave: You asking?

:3 

venturecompound:

Shore Leave: I pretended I became a religious fanatic.
Mile High: I pretended to be in love with Shore Leave.
Shore Leave: Oh, and I pretended I liked having sex with him every night.