In which Mr. Dreiberg has a plan, and it involves Mr. Veidt and alcohol and handcuffs and leather

[cocoavian]

[Dan digs through his cupboards, pulling out bottles. Adrian would be there soon, and he had a plan for the evening. He smiles as he yanks out his best scotch and sets it on the counter. Getting inside Adrian's head was difficult at the best of times, and damn near impossible when it was about...emotions. So he'd come up with an alternate plan

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[purpleprofessor]

[Adrian slips inside, a facile smile on his face as usual.]

Good to see you too.

[He half laughs when he sees the scotch.]

I thought we'd abandoned that particular mechanism.

[cocoavian]

[Dan smiles.] Musical rehearsal, Adrian. I don't know about you, but I need one.

[He pours two glasses and hands one to Adrian, raising his eyebrows.]

[purpleprofessor]

[This pushes the exact right button. Adrian moans foresakenly and takes the glass.]

If I ever have to play "The Time Warp" again in my life I am going to run away to Transylvania personally. Oh my god.

[cocoavian]

[Dan laughs.] Yeah, you weren't teaching the lyrics. I personally am going to commit ritual suicide if they don't get it right soon.

[He sips at his scotch, watching with glittering blue eyes as Adrian downs his in a couple of swallows.] Need another?