Re: The BardollpocalypseSeptember 23 2011, 00:05:52 UTC
Topher was not dressed like the typical teenage drinker. Nope, it was a button-down and a sweater vest for him, and khakis to boot. And he had a smirk on. Oh, yes he did.
Re: The BardollpocalypseSeptember 23 2011, 01:34:24 UTC
"I don't liiiike peanuts," he complained. And spun on the chair! Spinny! Spinny was yay! "I want wings." He went very intense and wide-eyed, leaning in toward Kenzi. "Are there wings nearby?"
Re: The BardollpocalypseSeptember 23 2011, 01:39:59 UTC
"I would liiiiiike..."
He stopped and thought for a full minute, rolling his tongue all the while. And if he spun on the chair at the same time, it made even more exciting rolling noises! Rolling rolling rolling! Wheeeeee!
"See! You have manners! And social skills! I'm so proud of you." Who knew giving him booze would excavate those. "RANCH, TINO. And don't mess with them, I know where you live."
Maybe she did, maybe she didn't, but she bet she could find out.
"I am doing just fine." Another teeny rum shot, nom. Waaay behind Topher, but that was okay. "See, now you'll know, you get invited somewhere, what you like!"
And into the mini-fridge-with-freezer go the ice cube trays full of soon-to-be-jiggly doom. "What do you want to try now?"
Topher had wonderful balance for a totally totally drunk guy!
"Thaaaat makes tasty tasty frozen fun!" Kenzi wrestled it down and started loading it up with ice. "Pineapple? Or strawberry? Ooo! Pineapple-strawberry!"
And a very big helping of tequila and triple sec, oh yes.
"Wuh-oh!" Kenzi shook a finger at him, then got out the dustpan and brush to clean up the glass, scolding, "Here! You're gonna break it! Put it down on the bar, call Peter back. Tell him you're okay. Tell him I said hi!"
Wait, where was her iPhone to record this? Have another Dewrunrum, Topher. "So you think Tony is good looking? ... You should probably tell him that, too, you know?"
Re: The BardollpocalypseSeptember 23 2011, 02:13:03 UTC
"Dunwannit," Topher said, pushing the drink away. "Wanna talk to Peter. And Tony! Both! And... the guy! The guy I kissed! Irish guy. Gotta call him."
He looked pleadingly up at Kenzi.
"Can you find Irish Guy?" he pleaded, holding up his phone at her. Sure enough, she would be able to find a person listed in there under the name Irish Guy.
"Gimme that," Kenzi demanded, and looked. Yes. Irish Guy. "You kissed him? Wait, when was this?" Press SEND and then hand it back to Topher. "You can have the strawberry-pineapple margarita after, tell me if it's good."
Re: The BardollpocalypseSeptember 23 2011, 02:16:41 UTC
Topher held up a shaky, but very stern finger as he held the phone out several inches away from his ear.
When he heard the start of the prerecorded message, he exclaimed, "Iri--" before realizing that it wasn't his turn to leave a message yet. Then he waited patiently for the beep.
"I don't have a crush on you! I don't! But you kiss well! Reeeeeally reeeeeally reeeeeeeeeally well! We should be friends! We! You and me! And you can show me how you did that -- that thing! That you did!"
"Guess who was nice to me today."
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Then she was pouring the liquid concoctions into the ice trays, cackling under her breath as Topher spun. "How you feelin' there, Topher?"
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He stopped and thought for a full minute, rolling his tongue all the while. And if he spun on the chair at the same time, it made even more exciting rolling noises! Rolling rolling rolling! Wheeeeee!
"...RANCH, thank you, and you?"
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Maybe she did, maybe she didn't, but she bet she could find out.
"I am doing just fine." Another teeny rum shot, nom. Waaay behind Topher, but that was okay. "See, now you'll know, you get invited somewhere, what you like!"
And into the mini-fridge-with-freezer go the ice cube trays full of soon-to-be-jiggly doom. "What do you want to try now?"
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He stood up on the stool, holding his arms out at ninety-degree angles to avoid falling, and squinted at the myriad of alcoholic options.
"What's thaaaaat?" He pointed to what appeared to be a frozen margarita machine.
Yes. Topher liked girl drinks. So what?
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"Thaaaat makes tasty tasty frozen fun!" Kenzi wrestled it down and started loading it up with ice. "Pineapple? Or strawberry? Ooo! Pineapple-strawberry!"
And a very big helping of tequila and triple sec, oh yes.
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Then he stood up, swayed, and declared, "I gotta make a call. Where's my phoooone?"
It was on the bar.
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A better friend would have stopped this right there. "Here!"
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So he did.
"Peter, you should smile more! You're so grumpy aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall the time! It's bad to be grouchy. Bad! For your health!"
A glass shattered.
"Uh oh! Kenzi, hellllllllllll--"
At which point he dropped his phone.
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Muahahaha.
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He looked pleadingly up at Kenzi.
"Can you find Irish Guy?" he pleaded, holding up his phone at her. Sure enough, she would be able to find a person listed in there under the name Irish Guy.
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Hmm, maybe she'd have one for herself.
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When he heard the start of the prerecorded message, he exclaimed, "Iri--" before realizing that it wasn't his turn to leave a message yet. Then he waited patiently for the beep.
"I don't have a crush on you! I don't! But you kiss well! Reeeeeally reeeeeally reeeeeeeeeally well! We should be friends! We! You and me! And you can show me how you did that -- that thing! That you did!"
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