{snags for John Casey} x.com/foodporntho/st…

{is not thinking about John Casey plummeting through a hotel window into a pool while tied to a chair} #ThatMuch x.com/The_YUNiversit…

"Forget the casinos. Best thing about Vegas are the gun ranges." John Casey #Chuck

Casey knows how to have a good time. {dryly} You might not have recognized that, what with your taste for manacling men to bedposts.

{has two arrangements sent to @RP_ThugWife and Devil., from herself and John Casey} Happy birthday, ladies...

FBI, huh? {Full lips curving in an impish grin, she shook her head, blonde curls swaying} Don't take lip from Casey. x.com/Tingling_Lemon…

Wielding sarcasm like a weapon. Follow John Casey to keep tabs on #JohnCasey! ~ HQ #Chuck

{Offering the guard a dazzling smile as he peered through her bag, she swept the tips of her fingers through silken blonde locks, --

-- keen gaze flickering up and over the stocky man's shoulder as she took John Casey's arm.} "First time in the park?" {A note of --

-- faux pride in her tone, she nodded to the guard, gaze lifting to John Casey.} It was one of those spur of the moment things. --

-- We all need to get away now and then. And we'd always dreamed of coming here. Especially John. {Gazing up John Casey, she gave his --

-- arm an affectionate squeeze, amusement sparkling in her eyes.} He just /loves/ a parade... "Times are posted to my left. --

-- Have a magical day!" Thanks... {Sliding her fingers through the strap of her stylish pack, she slid it over her shoulder, --

-- the cheery strains of bubbly instrumentals swirling around them as they crossed through the gateway, heading into the UK Pavilion.} --

-- {quietly} Gabriel's got to be smart enough to stay out of sight. Whatever his scheme is to grab Sonja, he has to know if we spot him, --

-- he'll be tossed into a tech free hole. Which means whatever's coming is going to be damn fast. {Calm as glass, the picture of a --

-- relaxed tourist, she guided John Casey through the painstaking reconstruction of an English garden, and into the Canadian pavilion,--

-- fingers trickling in a wave at a smiling pseudo-Mountie.} Hell, maybe we'll get lucky and Carina will deliver him to the room, cuffed --

-- and gagged. {Gaze lifting to John Casey, lips tugging up in a grin, she snorted a laugh, nonchalantly shrugging a shoulder.} --

-- Look on the bright side, Casey. At least he'd be quiet... John Casey Thomas Gabriel Carina Miller