After last week, Adora had rather expected Tino to be as embarrassed as she was about the whole incident ( Read more... )

After spending the majority of Saturday staring in a mirror an arguing with her alternate personality, Adora managed to get herself down to Caritas for work on time.

"Don't look at me like that, Tino, we are not an item," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder before turning to show him a wicked smile and the left side of her face. The ( Read more... )

Camped at the end of the bar with a box of fresh and spicy buffalo wings, Adora was devouring them with great enthusiasm. When Tino inquired if she was willing to share, she made a very sad face and offered him her very last drummette ( Read more... )

Adora had made the mistake by betting on the wrong football teams all day long. As a result, she'd had spent the evening doing shots with Tino.

There were two very drunk bartenders at your service.

The bassist and the rhythm guitar guy seemed to have something creepy going on over on the stage. Adora peered at them with interest.

"Do you think he needs help with his leg?" Adora asked Tino, wondering if help was required. Tino just shook his head, not wanting to be the one to provide said help.

"Oh Tino, don't you just love this movie," Adora sighed, leaning on the counter and staring adoringly at the television screen. "I hope it ends happily with a shared kiss ( Read more... )

There was a bar, a girl, and a Tino. None of these things was particularly funny, but at least Tino was serving up alcohol.

Adora was more daydreaming at one end of the bar. Everyone should just be glad she remembered to show up.

"Arm wrestling?" She-Ra was concerned for Tino's well-being tonight. "I don't believe such a contest would be fair, my friend. But if you really think you could best me...I will try not to break your arm."

While the pain in his arm did shut him up, it didn't explain why Tino had gum in his hair.

[I'm around, if maybe insane and distracted by

Tino wanted to know where She-Ra was. He was still in need of help dealing with all these parents and friends and...guys in spandex ( Read more... )

Barney was smart and had purposefully blocked all outgoing mail from Fandom to his New York City (sorry, no luck for you, Robin) and so could blissfully oversee the gathering of guests, students, teachers, and townies happening in the park. The day was bright and sunny, regardless of what any weather reports might claim ( Read more... )