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[qsilver_lab_rat]

Darien trots down the steps, still a little weirded out by life, the universe, and everything but dealing with it. Loud orange pants and a tank top make sure he's visible enough. Behind him, still a little weirded out by the end of life, the universe and everything (or maybe just the drinking establishment that seems to have situated itself there) is Kevin, dressed in khakis and a polo shirt. Darien tugs on his arm like a little kid and Kevin rolls his eyes because he's used to it, but eventually, they make their way to the bar counter.

Beers are ordered and the first sip is taken before Darien nudges Kevin's shoulder with his elbow. He almost misses his mouth with the bottle and gives Darien a look before Darien throws the puppy dog eyes his way and calms down a little.

Feel free to come over and say hello to the Fawkes boys.

[ooc: Tag and get one or both -- dork or delinquent]