WHO: Tim & Carrie
WHERE: Titan's Tower
WHEN: Today!
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: the presumably awkward aftermath of being an accomplice in knocking out tim and tying him up and testing him for joker-cooties 8(
FORMAT: quicklog!
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better get out on the boat, cuz someone told me that stones don't float )
He approaches with customary quietude to lean over her shoulder, peer into the pot, wrinkle his nose and ask:] What is that?
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Uh. Soup. [a quick pause, then an amendment:] It is now, anyway.
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...Probably not.
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I think it might be dead.
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[...and suddenly, it's taking pretty much all of her attention. Because really, this monstrosity on the stove is a whole lot easier to look at than Tim just now. Should she apologize? She's pretty sure it wouldn't work on Batman. Maybe on Tim, though...?]
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[He does APPEAR to be all amicable and such, rather than continuing any outwardly annoyed behaviour, after all.]
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Hey, Tim...?
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Hm?
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a little more quietly than strictly appropriate for the question:] Chinese or pizza?
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In the meantime, eyebrows are being raised with a tiny quirk of a smile.] Chinese, I think, unless you really want to see my weird taste in pizza.
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Pulling out her communicator (isn't it nice how you can do anything with a network connection, even 20 years back in the past?), typing out an order... and directing an awkward sidelong glance over at Tim. She's pretty sure there's still more she wants to say, she's just not 100% on how to get it out.]
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He's willing to just wait and give her the space she needs to get around to saying anything more. Ordering take out and just watching some tv or movies seems like a good way to do that.] Or kung po chicken, if we're having Chinese.
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Kung po it is, spud. [half of a thoughtful pause] Still, though. As long as you don't add sardines and white garlic sauce, I figure there's hope for you.
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