To be totally honest, I have no idea. It's just... going somewhere. As long as it tells me when we get there, we shouldn't have a problem.
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Expressive faces work well on television. It’s probably why he and Dan are so popular. When they’re on air, their audience can see that they’re excited by the sports they report. It’s easy to tell when they’re saddened by a scandal or amused by a blunder, and the viewers respond well to them. It makes them feel as if they know them, and Dan’s fan mail proves that it makes some of their fan base want to sleep with them.
Of course, expressive faces also make it difficult to hide their feelings. All across the country, people could see how furious he was during Draft Day 2000. They didn’t get to see how sorry Dan was. They didn’t see Dan’s jaw go tense or the sincere heartbreak in his eyes. They just saw Casey’s tight smile.
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Dana approaches him before Tuesday’s show. “Casey?
Casey keeps fiddling with his tie, trying to get the knot straight. “Yeah?”
“Why have you suddenly become a narcissist?”
“What?” Casey frowns at the stubborn material, the knot that refuses to sit right. His lips press together and his forehead scrunches up.
“The makeup girls tell me you can’t stop watching yourself in the mirror.” She bats his hands out of the way, and pulls at the tie as she talks. “And you keep asking everyone if they consider you handsome and attractive.”
“Or,” Casey says, grimacing as Dana pulls a little hard near his neck.
She shakes the blonde hair out of her eyes, and tries to knot the tie again. “What?”
“Handsome or attractive.” He stands very still, looking over Dana’s head, seeing his weary expression in the mirror behind her. “I didn’t claim I was both.”
“Still,” she pauses as she gets the tie right this time. Smoothing it down, she steps back, one brow raised in speculation. “Why the sudden strange behaviour?”
“Considering where we work, I hardly think it’s strange.”
“Why, Casey?” she asks, planting a hand on her hip.
“Just a comment a girl made,” Casey lies. “I just wanted to know if I was handsome or attractive.” Dana harrumphs, and rolls her eyes eloquently. “How would you describe me?”
“An idiot,” she says and leans against the makeup desk. “You know you’re good looking, Casey.” She stands up straight and looks at him firmly. “Stop obsessing over how pretty you are, and go do my show.”
Casey watches her stride away, walking to the control room. As he walks over to the set, he thinks ‘good looking’ probably counts as handsome.
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Expressive faces work well on television. It’s probably why he and Dan are so popular. When they’re on air, their audience can see that they’re excited by the sports they report. It’s easy to tell when they’re saddened by a scandal or amused by a blunder, and the viewers respond well to them. It makes them feel as if they know them, and Dan’s fan mail proves that it makes some of their fan base want to sleep with them.
Of course, expressive faces also make it difficult to hide their feelings. All across the country, people could see how furious he was during Draft Day 2000. They didn’t get to see how sorry Dan was. They didn’t see Dan’s jaw go tense or the sincere heartbreak in his eyes. They just saw Casey’s tight smile.
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Dana approaches him before Tuesday’s show. “Casey?
Casey keeps fiddling with his tie, trying to get the knot straight. “Yeah?”
“Why have you suddenly become a narcissist?”
“What?” Casey frowns at the stubborn material, the knot that refuses to sit right. His lips press together and his forehead scrunches up.
“The makeup girls tell me you can’t stop watching yourself in the mirror.” She bats his hands out of the way, and pulls at the tie as she talks. “And you keep asking everyone if they consider you handsome and attractive.”
“Or,” Casey says, grimacing as Dana pulls a little hard near his neck.
She shakes the blonde hair out of her eyes, and tries to knot the tie again. “What?”
“Handsome or attractive.” He stands very still, looking over Dana’s head, seeing his weary expression in the mirror behind her. “I didn’t claim I was both.”
“Still,” she pauses as she gets the tie right this time. Smoothing it down, she steps back, one brow raised in speculation. “Why the sudden strange behaviour?”
“Considering where we work, I hardly think it’s strange.”
“Why, Casey?” she asks, planting a hand on her hip.
“Just a comment a girl made,” Casey lies. “I just wanted to know if I was handsome or attractive.” Dana harrumphs, and rolls her eyes eloquently. “How would you describe me?”
“An idiot,” she says and leans against the makeup desk. “You know you’re good looking, Casey.” She stands up straight and looks at him firmly. “Stop obsessing over how pretty you are, and go do my show.”
Casey watches her stride away, walking to the control room. As he walks over to the set, he thinks ‘good looking’ probably counts as handsome.
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