HM Murdock and ... HM Murdock??? // As can only happen in that BarPlace
He grins as he steps in the door. He's been here several times before and he's met somee really interesting people. He slides onto a stool and is not surprised when a coffee appears.
"You know me too well by now," he grins at the Bar. "Thanks, babe."
The door swings open and he glances over at ... cue near-choking on coffee. Meanwhile...
Sounds like someone can't handle their drink. He looks over and spies a guy slightly bent over at the bar, trying to keep from spewing his coffee.
"That strong, eh?"
That jacket seems kind of familiar, and he finally gets a good look at the other guy ...
So, he's just going to stand there for a few.
"Uh," Murdock (the first) regains his composure and still can't believe his eyes. "You've got to be kidding."
That spars Murdock (the second) to awareness. More or less. "Are you real?"
"No, I'm a figment of your way, way overactive imagination."
A grin, "Okay!"
"Great," he mutters, "not only me, but a crazier me. Just wonderful."
Murdock (the second) hops onto a stool next to Murdock (the first). "Hey, I been here once before! Have you?"
"Yes. And I think someone thinks must be a great joke."
"Funny." A pause. "What joke?"
Murdock (the first) thunks his head down on the bar.
"Dude, don't that hurt?"
"You have no idea..."
(ooc: erm...I'm crazy? yes, there are in fact, two Murdocks. One is several years younger than the other and hasn't had nearly as much therapy yet. ping one or both. Have fun? ;D )
"You know me too well by now," he grins at the Bar. "Thanks, babe."
The door swings open and he glances over at ... cue near-choking on coffee. Meanwhile...
Sounds like someone can't handle their drink. He looks over and spies a guy slightly bent over at the bar, trying to keep from spewing his coffee.
"That strong, eh?"
That jacket seems kind of familiar, and he finally gets a good look at the other guy ...
So, he's just going to stand there for a few.
"Uh," Murdock (the first) regains his composure and still can't believe his eyes. "You've got to be kidding."
That spars Murdock (the second) to awareness. More or less. "Are you real?"
"No, I'm a figment of your way, way overactive imagination."
A grin, "Okay!"
"Great," he mutters, "not only me, but a crazier me. Just wonderful."
Murdock (the second) hops onto a stool next to Murdock (the first). "Hey, I been here once before! Have you?"
"Yes. And I think someone thinks must be a great joke."
"Funny." A pause. "What joke?"
Murdock (the first) thunks his head down on the bar.
"Dude, don't that hurt?"
"You have no idea..."
(ooc: erm...I'm crazy? yes, there are in fact, two Murdocks. One is several years younger than the other and hasn't had nearly as much therapy yet. ping one or both. Have fun? ;D )