Case #10: Video

[19centconstable]

[George's hair is being untamed again. It may actually be plotting something. I wouldn't trust it not to fake left and then dart right, that's all I'm saying.

More importantly: George is wearing this. And jeans.]

My tea shirt [and you can hear the t-e-a in his pronunciation] has a mustache.

[George looks confused. And a little enthralled. And slightly suspicious.]

And Mr. Spinola has an interest in working with the infirmary.

[George glances down at his shirt again.]

I do believe it's staring at me.

((George is not affected by the flood, so if you would like your character to be overwhelmed by optimism, youthful enthusiasm, or a distrust of modern underwear, feel free to spam away.))

Comments

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[HEAR THE FACEPALM.]

This is different.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Yes. There's a dinner involved.

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

And how would it be different than...say...having dinner with me?

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Well it wouldn't be terribly different. I suppose I just wouldn't say any romantic things.

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Well, I would hope not. But you shouldn't say romantic things if you don't mean them.

[Pause.]

Do you even know anything romantic to say?

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Of course.

And I'm no slick wordsmith, but I can turn a phrase or two.

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

If you need any other ideas, I can think of ones for you.

It's what I did in East Carmine.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

What, said romantic things?

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Yes. You should probably plan these things in advance so that you don't sound like an idiot later.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Who did you say romantic things to?

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[A laugh.] No one, George. I help other people say romantic things to people.

Ask Eddie.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhhh. I see.

What sorts of things do you recommend a man to say?

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Normally I get paid for this advice.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Would you accept barter?

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Of course. What do you have to offer?

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Let's see...well, if you need any posters made, I could do that. Or: I have a certain flair for gift wrapping. I also have a very fine collection of bath oils, if you like that sort of thing. I...could teach you to ride a bicycle? Oh! I could have you over to tea. ...I could build you a shield to protect you from Death Rays...

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

I don't need posters, gift wrap or bath oils. I do know how to ride a bicycle. So I suppose the only option left is tea.

What's a Death Ray?

Re: Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

It's a gun that shoots a sort of...beam that cooks you from the inside out.

Are you sure about the bath oils?

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Quite sure, yes. I'm not sure what I would do with them.

I'd rather learn how to stay away from that Death Ray.

Re: Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

You get behind the shield. Or you can try going underwater, but it gets hot.

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

I thought you were supposed to tell me that over tea.

Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

It would have made for a terribly short tea.

Private

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

The advice I have to give will make for a longer one.

Re: Private

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Oh? I'll dig out the good biscuits, then.

Private - spam/log/assume? THE CHOICE OF THE CENTURY

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

I'll pretend to be flattered.