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[cardboard_tube]

"I can't believe they didn't call you back."

The monotone of the first man's voice does nothing to lessen his companion's enthusiasm: "I know! I swear to God--"

"You know, maybe that's why you're not allowed to go to Jesus' house to play video games anymore."

"--I was the best person there," Gabe continues as if he hasn't been interrupted at all

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[button_masher]

"You are going to go cross-eyed looking at your shirt all night." Tycho says, finally.

Four beers later.

[cardboard_tube]

"But it -- ohgod, Tycho, I wore a rival game shirt to a job interview."

He finally looks up and clutches frantically at Tycho's sleeve.

"I insulted Mario himself!"

[button_masher]

"You should have thought harder, you scumbag!" Tycho berates, shrugging Gabe off. "No touchie."

[cardboard_tube]

Gabe barely notices, and stares at his hands instead as if they have betrayed him (he who holds the very reins of the world!).

"I'll go back," he decides. "Do we have any red t-shirts ... and blue overalls?"

[callitavesper]

Okay: two young men, appear to be geeks, discussing video games. Bond...hopes they are more fond of video games than they are of film. Really, really hopes.

[cardboard_tube]

It's a good thought, Mr Bond. Good thought.

Gabe catches sight of him out of the corner of his eye and stops considering the horror of his t-shirt ... to duck dramatically behind a bar stool and shout, "I'm not a terrorist! I've never planned to blow up any prototype planes in my life!"

[button_masher]

".............................." Tycho just stares. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

He glances around and notices Bond....and does a doubletake....and then kicks Gabe. Then gives Bond a salute. "Ignore him."

[callitavesper]

Bond does that thing that's his version of a facepalm and a facial massage.

"Oh, for Christ's sake..."

[gotapenny]

It's been a day since the paratrooper was Bound to Milliways for..what he hopes..is just a mini vacation of sorts. Thankfully he's had a day to clean up though his uniform still looks like its in need of replaceing. Standing off to the side of Bar, Luz carefully lobs a dart in the air towards the awaiting board on the far wall which totally misses the bulls eye which makes him scowl.

When the two men approach the bar he casts a raised eyebrow in their direction. Mostly at the words "nintendo", "pacman", and "Mario".

[button_masher]

"You should totally rip your heart out, and give it to the company." Tycho says. To be mean. Of course.

[cardboard_tube]

"But I'd get blood on my t-shirt," he points out, glancing up. "And dude, I'm not getting blood on this t-shirt, not even for Reggie Fils-A-fucking-Me."

[gotapenny]

Yea...ripping ones heart out for a company isn't that good of an idea, but it makes Luz snark a little laugh after he throws the last dart. Giving up on evern improving his game sends him diging a box of Lucky Strikes out from his jacket pocket.

"You know," he says around the cigarette hanging from his lips. "I have no idea what you guys are talking about, but ripping ones heart out is bad. Unless it's to get out of KP."

[mend_and_defend]

Bob eyes the two men curiously. He's seen the dark-haired one before, but not the other one...

[cardboard_tube]

"--hey there, Bob!"

Gabe takes a break from his dejected staring to wave, vaguely, and then brushes down his t-shirt a little bit viciously.

[button_masher]

Tycho just eyes the man. "Don't talk to Gabe. He will suck your soul out."

...yes.

[mend_and_defend]

Did Bob tell Gabe his name? He can't remember. Oh well.

"Uh... hi."