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[mop_jockey]

Lenny Inchpot: Son, Brother, Friend.

Lenny Inchpot: Smart-aleck, entrepreneur, interviewee.

Completely botherable! (Come tease him about the suit, if you'd like).

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[gravity_shifter]

Sikozu was just passing through, really. She's not on duty officially tonight and she's been spending most of her time building that DRD. It's still not done.

But the suit makes her pause. "Lenny? Are you all right?"

[mop_jockey]

Lenny grins and jumps up, offering her his seat. "Sure! Just waiting for my interview. Gotta make a good impression. How're you? How's that- what was it, DRD- how's that coming along?"

[gravity_shifter]

She sits, uncertain why another chair wasn't acceptable enoughbut not curious enough to question it, yet.

"It is coming along. Robotics is not my strong suit so it is taking some time, but I will succeed." She smiles confidently. "Interview? What for?"

[mop_jockey]

Lenny's weird, is why the other chairs weren't acceptable.

"Wait staff." One could mistake his enthusiasm for outright giddiness- and they'd be right.

"Hopefully I'll be gainfully employed, next time you see me."

[ooc: *puts curse on LJ*]

[gravity_shifter]

She frowns. "I thought you already were, with your travelling food station."

[mop_jockey]

"Well, yeah-" He thumbs his... thumb at the blank wall. "Out there. But in here, I figure this'll help with the bills. Gimme something to keep me busy. And anyway, I haven't got the gig yet."

[gravity_shifter]

"Oh, you are Bound." She nods, realization dawning. "It is always good to have a focus and project to keep you occupied."

This is Sikozu's version of approval.

[mop_jockey]

"Yep. I didn't tell you that yet, I'm guessing." Lenny traces a curvy path on the table with his finger, his chin in his palm. "If I were to get the job, I'll have some money for the chicks. I wanna build 'em a nice coup out back at some point- they're getting too big for the cage."

[gravity_shifter]

"I'm sure they'd like that, having room to run around." She smiles, patting his hand reassuringly. It seems she's been picking up some physical behaviours from her observations around the bar.

[mop_jockey]

"Yeah. And I'll have to make sure it's enclosed, and there's a heating mechanism. Figure on getting some books soon so I can get going on it during spring. Don't want to let them go quite yet."

The hand-patting is nice. A sweet thing to do. And somewhere in a very deep part of Lenny's brain, a tiny bit awkward.

But mostly it's just very sweet.

[gravity_shifter]

Awkward is accurate. She's simply not good at most forms of affection.

"You will need to do research?" She lights up. "I could help, if you like."

[mop_jockey]

Lenny lights up at her sudden enthusiasm. "Sure! I'll be needing some books on heating, y'know, how to intergrate a heating source into a chicken coup. And stuff on electrical wiring."

[gravity_shifter]

Oh, Lenny. It's research. She lives for it. She'll also probably have half a dozen books read and a rough design drawn up within a week.

"I already know a little about electrical wiring. I've modified a few modules before."

[mop_jockey]

Excellent. Does she know how to use a hammer?

"I'm not even gonna ask what modules are. If you help me, we'll share the chicks, how 'bout it. You'll be part-owner."

[gravity_shifter]

If not, she can learn real fast.

"Single person craft for space travel." She explains anyway. "That is really not necessary. The fun of it will be payment enough."

[mop_jockey]

"Alright." Lenny grins.

"Is it eating day?"