Third Floor Common Room [Sunday afternoon]

[pasunereveuse]

Celia had an armful of books from the library and a strange desire to be around other people, still. (Usually the two didn't coincide much for her.) She took her stack out to the common room, flopping lazily on the couch in a flurry of skirts.

She was just about to turn on the television when she heard a soft, deadpan voice say, ""Have you been

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[iceolatedqueen]

Apparently Celia wasn't the only one who had decided that reading in the common room was the way to go today. Elsa had a book in hand as well as she made her way in, intending to put on a pot of water for tea.

She did sort of freeze in the doorway once she realized who was in there with her, but after a moment she convinced herself that she was being silly, and she wandered over to the kitchenette to fill the teakettle.

"Good afternoon, Celia," she said, nodding her hello. "I'm making tea, would you like some?"

[fly_so_serious]

Joker gave Elsa a nod and a smile. "Feeling better?"

[iceolatedqueen]

"Much," Elsa replied, turning a smile toward Joker. "I really should thank you, you know. I was going to sit around and just get more worked up until the bar cleared out."

Because of reasons? Because of some sort of social expectation that she imagined was there, because so many other people were hanging around?

She was so bad at this.

"I'm making tea. I don't imagine you're really the type, but you know I'm going to offer anyway." A pause. "Tea?"

[fly_so_serious]

Joker thought about it. "Yeah, sure, I could do tea. Tea me."

He shrugged. "It was brave of you to go out there. Learn how to be sociable. Have fun. But, if you traumatize yourself that is so not gonna help."

[fly_so_serious]

Joker had figured out by now that the third floor common room was the happenin' one to be in, so he headed on down. "Anyone want to take bets on the... oh."

Well, there went his crafty plan.

"You probably have no idea what the Super Bowl is, do you? And if you did, you wouldn't care."

[nobloodymessiah]

"Enlighten us," Eleanor said. "What is it, and how does one bet on it?"

[fly_so_serious]

"It's a major sporting event," Joker explained. "People bet money on who they think is going to win. 'Cause, y'know, they don't know ahead of time."

[nobloodymessiah]

"So you already know who won?" she asked. "You could win money betting on it then, couldn't you?"

[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor, too, was feeling the odd need not to be alone. Maybe too many memories had been stirred up last night, pleasant as her dates had been. Maybe it was all right to need to speak with other people, regardless of the reason.

"What sort of books are those?" Eleanor asked, noticing Celia's stack. "Informative or entertaining?"

The two could overlap. Eleanor was the type who could read an encyclopedia to amuse herself.

[pasunereveuse]

"Must I choose?" Celia asked with a smile, holding up her stack of books. "I've a mix of novels I've missed out on due to my little time-travel, a bit of science, a bit of anthropology...I feel quite behind, and thought I might try to catch up."

[nobloodymessiah]

"What sort of science?" Eleanor asked, settling down onto the couch. "I've been meaning to go to the library, myself. I'm about half as out-of-date as you are. We ought to compare notes."