Dan turned back to the computer screen, and started typing again as Casey flipped over pages. A few minutes later, he was interrupted by Casey asking very mildly, "Did you know there's a patron saint of soccer...?"

And Dan's fingers go 'kgfkjafd' on the keyboard out of sheer frustration.

Aww, sweet. Just what I needed, some Dan and Casey fluff. Thank you brightening our day :~)