All the love gone bad turned my world to black
He snorts, following her line of vision. "Yeah, I think I could. 'Les it's rigged." He would rig it, if he was the one doing it. Then again, can't have everyone lose or people start to get suspicious. Locke returns her grin, "Least one of us has wit." He would like to think he's got wit but the last year has proven otherwise.
Locke is about to leave but then she speaks again. For a moment his eyes narrow, temporarily annoyed that she would ask him. But it fades quickly, he has nothing else to do, might as well. "Fine, fine. C'mon. Let's get you a prize." He rolls his eyes as he walks backwards towards the machine. This time he manages not to run into anyone.
He's handed the hammer and he takes a breath, a pause before he swings.
Locke is about to leave but then she speaks again. For a moment his eyes narrow, temporarily annoyed that she would ask him. But it fades quickly, he has nothing else to do, might as well. "Fine, fine. C'mon. Let's get you a prize." He rolls his eyes as he walks backwards towards the machine. This time he manages not to run into anyone.
He's handed the hammer and he takes a breath, a pause before he swings.
LOCKE
