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[xan_shaped]

Xander is sitting at a booth. After his last shake experience at the bar, he didn't really feel up to ordering one, so he's got a coke instead.

He may just be hiding from a demonic little Sunny-child.

And yes, his milkshake DOES bring all the boys to the yard.

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[joker_is_wild]

There's a set of headphones playing Death-Metal Punk with his name on them. You can tell, because they get clapped over his ears from behind. "Tell me what you think. Is it me?"

[xan_shaped]

Xander jumps when his ears are assaulted by the blast of the ... music. He throws them off quickly and whirls to look at the Joker.

... Shit.

"Hi," he says warily.

[joker_is_wild]

"No, huh? Or is that a yes? I can never tell with you ... you're so confusing, Xan ... You know your name is a mathematical formula? No, it's a computer command. Or a computer command of a mathematical formula. X = AND/OR ... that's a logic command, so yeah. A bit of both."

[xan_shaped]

Great. No way out. This is neither fun nor funky.

"You know, I actually didn't know that," Xander says. "That's ... really cool. But I, uh, have to go now. Like right now."

[joker_is_wild]

His grin widens and his eyes narrow. "What? Are you saying my breath stinks, Xander?"

[xan_shaped]

Xander slumps down in his seat.

"No," he mutters.

Okay, okay, just go along until he gets bored-- does he get bored? Jesus ...

[joker_is_wild]

He sits on the table, his legs still blocking Xander's exit. "Sooo ... what's new with you?"

[xan_shaped]

Well, this can't do any harm, right?

"Not much," he says. "Um. There was a party the other night ... you hear about that one?"

[joker_is_wild]

"Is that the one that goes, 'Two nuns and a rabbi go to a party'? I love that one! But go ahead and tell the joke." He grins.

[xan_shaped]

Xander blinks.

"Uh, pirates, actually," he says. "Although there was some Dead Parrot Ultimate Frisbee, which makes a good punchline for something."

[joker_is_wild]

"Dead Parrot Ultimate Frisbee?" He repeats it as if he's not sure he heard Xander right. "So what's that?"

[xan_shaped]

"Well," Xander explains, "there was a dead parrot. And we decided to play ultimate frisbee with it. You know, toss it around like a frisbee?"

Pause.

"Maybe you had to be drunk."

[joker_is_wild]

He sniggers. "Oh, no. I routinely beat people with dead things."

[xan_shaped]

"Yeah, I bet."

He does not mention that he and Andrew had been planning to beat the Joker with the dead parrot-- for real-- before the frisbee idea had come along.

"So ... what were you up to that night?" he asks, eyeing him suspiciously. "Pretty much everybody was out at the party."

[joker_is_wild]

He grins. "Dreaming of you."

[xan_shaped]

Xander looks pained. He would slam his head down on the table if he weren't afraid of losing sight of the Joker for even a second.

"Were these violent dreams of vengeance?" He sounds hopeful.