And with a Crash-

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Fading out is an echo of two voices...

"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."

"He totally needs to get laid, then."

There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.

(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)

They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"

Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."

Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"


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[batyatoon]

"You thought it was safe to look away?"

Batya is making the amusedface.

[silveraspen]

"You'd think I'd have learned at some point, wouldn't you?"

Aspen grins and holds out a cup of tea.

[batyatoon]

"Yay! Tea."

Batya accepts happily.

"Want a cookie?"

[silveraspen]

"That would be great, thanks!"

A beat.

"Although I'm surprised you don't have the Igor Bars around yet."

[batyatoon]

"Yeah, go figure. Except I was planning to make butterscotch cookies, and not Igor Bars, so I guess that's why I've got them."

She offers Aspen a plastic baggie containing a half-dozen cookies.

"Seriously, you don't make Igor Bars twice in one month."

[silveraspen]

"You do if you're looking to reach the moon on sugar-fueled energy alone, maybe," Aspen points out, taking the cookies.

[batyatoon]

"Think that would work?"

Batya perks up interestedly.

"It's not like NASA's heading there anytime soon."

[silveraspen]

"Or Mars, more's the pity," she mutters.

[batyatoon]

"Clearly we should step up instead," says Batya firmly.

"Sugar-fueled mission to Mars! Think we could get funding?"

[silveraspen]

She manages, just barely, not to twitch.

"...I'm sure we could."