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[doesntsaymuch]

Do you know what’s fun? This strange little thing Teller found inside one of the chairs by the fireplace. This thing is a lot of fun.

The various little fuzzy things around the bar like to chase after the beam, which is entertaining for a while.

Even more entertaining is how much the small, green dot seems to annoy other people. Now that is

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[doyousmellfudge]

Would the portly, bespectacled man seated in the booth in the corner make a suitable target for annoyance?

[doesntsaymuch]

The bespectacled man in the corner booth will very soon find a green dot on the table before him, moving slowly back and forth.

Sometimes, it will move in a few circles.

[doyousmellfudge]

"Go back to work, Claudia," says Artie without looking up.

[doesntsaymuch]

The dot stops.

And then starts going in very fast circles.

[doyousmellfudge]

"You heard me."

Still not looking up.

[doesntsaymuch]

The dot just wants to play, as illustrated by how it tries to bounce as best as one can bounce on a plane with no vertical axis.

[doyousmellfudge]

"I'm warning you," says Artie in a singsong voice, "you keep doing this, you're gonna regret it..."

[doesntsaymuch]

Teller doesn't respond well to threats.

Neither does the little green dot. It keeps "bouncing" for Artie.

[doyousmellfudge]

"Okay. You were warned."

Artie bends over to fish around inside his black bag. He comes up holding a small pocket mirror in one hand and a fist-sized, jagged-edged hunk of glass in the other.

Teller's getting his laser light reflected right back at him, at about 300 times the original intensity.

[doesntsaymuch]

"GAH, fuck!"

At least the little green dot finally goes away.

[doyousmellfudge]

--ohhhhkaythatwasn'tClaudia. Artie looks around wildly in search of whoever was actually trying to annoy him.

[doesntsaymuch]

He'll eventually find a very annoyed Teller.

That so was not cool, dude. He wasn't shining it at your face.

[doyousmellfudge]

"Oh Lord--are you okay? It's only temporary, I promise--"

[doesntsaymuch]

Teller is too busy rubbing his eyes to care right now.

He'd give Artie a dirty look, but he's not sure where he is now.

[doyousmellfudge]

"I'm sorry, I thought you were--" He stops. "Wait. Why am I apologizing to you? You were the one with the goddamn laser pointer."

[doesntsaymuch]

"Maybe because you fucking blinded me," Teller says in Latin.

There are better ways to get Teller to talk, but pissing him off works just as well.