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[doubleoohbaby]

[Ugh, fine. He supposes he can throw his meterosexuality out the window and put minimal effort into getting dressed just this once. It's with a sort of reluctance that he drags himself to his wardrobe and drawers and digs out old jeans and a pale blue t-shirt that fits well enough to suggest it probably costs more than most people's whole outfit.] Going out is starting to sound like far too much work.

[hexappeal]

[He always looks good, regardless of what he wears. While she might have some cheap shirts and sweatpants, she also overwhelmingly has more finery, even if they're plain. She just doesn't bother with sizing. She has a number of tees that hang a little loose (but it's charming on her, right?).

She waits, not watching him, really, sort of shuffling around, staring at the ceiling like she's not supposed to be looking at him.] Did I mention you have to wear shoes, too?

[doubleoohbaby]

Nnn, no. [Ugh more effort, finding up underwear too what is this about. But yeah he does finally manage to fully dress himself (somehow) and kick on some comfortably shoes that seem to match the jeans and t-shirt day. Somehow Bond still makes casual look classy.]

Come on then, before I starve to death.

[hexappeal]

[Aww, good on him, putting on his manties.]

Don't be so melodramatic. [She comes up behind him and drapes herself over his shoulder, standing on the tips of her toes so she can press her chin close to his neck and give him a little smooch.] You'll be fine.

[doubleoohbaby]

[He was just gonna freeball it but that's a bad idea in stylish jeans, plus not at all practical if he needs to play the action hero okay.]

At least I'll die happy with you by my side. [So purposely cheesy as he leans back juuust slightly, enough to get closer contact without shoving his weight against her.]

[hexappeal]

[Hard life tbh.]

Oh, hush. As if I'd let that happen. Stick with me, kid, we're going places. [She tugs him further back against her, taking a few small steps back so he has to bend more to lean against her.] Anyway, you pick. Anywhere you want to go.

[doubleoohbaby]

[Careful, he might just collapse against her and decided to sleep again. Sleeping is the best.]

Down the road will do. [Which doesn't exactly utilise her amazing teleporting powers but. hungry and tired.]

[hexappeal]

[If he wanted to, she'd let him. Poor dear. :(]

I'm fine with that. But you'll have to lead the way. I'm not too familiar with the area.

[doubleoohbaby]

You mean you're not going to carry me? [Walking is so lame. Okay not really he needs to get his ass back into gear and start moving really. Laziness is a bad idea.]

[hexappeal]

I could, if you really want me to. But I'd hate to emasculate you. Though I suppose everyone already knows you're not the one in our relationship who wears the pants.

Strange, since I don't often wear pants. [She gives him a pull toward the door to kickstart movement.]

[doubleoohbaby]

I'm hardly concerned about my machismo image, darling. People can think what they want, if they decide to voice their thoughts in a negative manner, I'll merely smash their face in and ask them to repeat it. [James dun cuuuur what the public think, good job seeing as he's trailing after Zee so obediently right now.]

[hexappeal]

It's like you're purposely trying to make me throw you down on the bed and refuse to let you leave it for the next day and the half. [But she's already moving. She's dressed, he's dressed. They're adults. They can wait to get their unf on.]

[doubleoohbaby]

Oh, don't say things like that. I'm too tired to properly restrain myself. [Or restrain Bond Jnr., down boy. But it's okay, he can keep his dick down in public, it's a skill.]

[hexappeal]

I suppose I'll have to restrain you then. Later, of course. [It's impossible for her not to take a jab with that. It was too easy. ...so, the real reason he's a double-oh, huh?]

Now, lead the way, will you? We can go get your cat on the way home. [She ain't sayin' her name in public. Not unless she can get a worthwhile reaction out of those around her, heh.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[Down to the lobby and out into the open. The diner literally is down the road, on a nearby corner.] I'll get Pussy on the way back? Mm, that's good news.

[He's pretty slowly at leading though.]

[hexappeal]

If you play your cards right. [She thinks she's as funny as he thinks he is, it would seem.]

So, what do you plan on having? I'm thinking two and a half pots of coffee and carbs. I'm still feeling that alcohol from the night before last.

[doubleoohbaby]

[Wow so mature.]

Eggs. Bacon. Possibly a load of pancakes as well and plenty of black coffee. Sounds like a balanced breakfast to me. [Hey he's getting plenty of protein and carbs needed for his manly diet ok.]

[hexappeal]

[He's no better!!]

Quite an appetite you've worked up. [She bumps her hip against his, just enough that he can feel it.] Anyway, about that. I might've panicked a touch and got completely smashed. I'd brought Bruce along to police my drinking, but I guess I threatened to turn him into a dove, so he let me keep drinking.

[doubleoohbaby]

[Holding the door open for her when they finally reach the diner.] You chose the least forceful bloke to try and keep you from misbehaving. [Failed logic.]

[hexappeal]

I chose the kind that would do his best to keep a promise and sooner faint than take advantage of me. Not that I'd do anything stupid. [Even Han's will wasn't so strong that if she were drunk and all over him that he might not do something he'd regret. He was secretly kind of a pushover...

She enters the diner with a slight nod of thanks toward him, waiting for him to find a place for them to sit.] Does that make sense?

[doubleoohbaby]

Could have gone for Mitch. At least we know he's gay. [James just doesn't trust any dude not to take advantage. Well, he just doesn't trust, full stop.

Anyway, picking a spot the other side of the diner, away from the main entrance and in good view of it. Paranoia, man.]

[hexappeal]

Mitch is always busy and he's asexual, not gay. I think Nathan would have encouraged me to drink more. [She doesn't seem to mind his paranoia and probably would have chosen the same spot, if not by the window. She usually likes sitting by the window, or on patios.]

Anyway, pretty sure he's gay. Bruce, I mean. [She moves to sit across from him, but stops short and slides to a spot beside him.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[Seeing as she's chose to sit next to him, he's just going to have to put a hand on her lap rather than play footsie.]

I figured he was just a blushing virgin.

[hexappeal]

[She lifts her leg in acknowledgment. Just enough that it can be felt moving.]

No, he's "not interested in that," basically. Seems to harbor a healthy crush on Han, though.

[doubleoohbaby]

You certainly know how to pick them. [He's not judgin' though, man. He is all good with her having healthy friendships with dudes so long as sexing stays out of the equation.]