4th Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[notthehulk]

Somehow Teddy had found himself in the common room with an over abundance of popcorn. And a finale for some design show he hadn't been watching before, but it had to be better for his brain than anything on the Scifi Channel, right?

Right?

He was still sad he missed Anaconda III last night.

[[Open!]]

Comments

[senor_chado]

A slight glance and a back step or two to peek into the common room told Chad that he didn't have to go further down the hallway to track down who he'd come up to go find.

"Hey," he said, moving in and giving a rueful look at the furniture that didn't look quite as strong as his good old chair down on the third floor, but, then again, his chair wasn't next to Teddy like the seat he was taking now. "What're you watching?"

[notthehulk]

"Nothing!" Where the hell did he put that remote? "It was on when I came in."

[senor_chado]

"People don't usually just leave the TVs on, Ted," Chad pointed out, head tilting to pay more attention to what was on the TV. "Interior design?"

[notthehulk]

"...I like the blond girl," Teddy admitted after a moment.

[imac_kenzie]

Mac sat down on one of the cushions near the TV, clutching her coffee. As usual.

"Oh, hey, I've seen this before," she said as she got comfortable.

[notthehulk]

Teddy offered popcorn with a grin. "You're a fan?"

[imac_kenzie]

"Don't know about a fan," Mac said carefully. "But I've sat and watched a couple of times."

"I tell myself it'll I'll be useful once I'm very rich and have a house to do this sort of stuff with."

[notthehulk]

Teddy laughed at that. "Instead of hiring one of these people to do it for you?"

[sonofmogh]

Worf was patrolling the dorm. No he wasn't wandering. Klingons do not wander.

Klingons patrol.

Which is how he discovered the gathering in the common room and gave a nod of greeting to anyone who might be in there.

[notthehulk]

Teddy smiled and-- okay paused at the forehead for a moment, but held out the popcorn anyway.

"Hi!"

[sonofmogh]

Worf looked at the popcorn as if it were an alien lifeform.

Or at least it was alien to the alien.

"Greetings," he said gruffly and nodded at the popcorn. "What is that?"

[notthehulk]

"Popcorn." Teddy shook the bowl slightly. "It's good."