Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor did not want to talk about R. Kelly. Eleanor did not want to talk about her time trapped, quite literally, in a closet. Eleanor did not want to talk about all twenty-bloody-seven chapters of that insane, ridiculous song.

Groovy Tunes was open. Just don't ask her about her recent gremlin encounter, all right?

(SP FROM ME OKAY?)

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[notaweenie]

Before Barry decided to visit Eleanor and give her an update on their little project and get her opinion on a gift he made for Elsa.

"Hey El!" He said cheerfully "What's the good word for the day? Thought you'd like an update on our little project."

[nobloodymessiah]

"There's an update?" Eleanor asked. "Did something happen? Is this the good kind of update or the bad one?"

Eleanor, he probably wouldn't be this cheerful about a bad one.

[notaweenie]

"Good," he assured her. "In fact I'm starting assembly of the inner shell. Plus the other features will knock your fucking-"

boop

"-socks off."

[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor gave Barry a strange look.

"Did you hear something?" she asked. "A honking noise."

[notaweenie]

Barry paused to listen and shrugged. "Nope," he said bringing up his tablet and pulling up a picture of the shell he was working on. "Here. Take a look at this. This is what I was talking about. Pretty fucking-

DING-DONG!

"-cool, right?"

[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor was not looking at the tablet. Or the shell.

"You just dinged like a bell," she said. "With your mouth. I think. But it was definitely you."

[notaweenie]

Barry let out a snort of amusement. "Yeah, right," Barry smirked. "I'm a regular sound effects machine. Now see this part here? I'm thinking either a conference room or a hot tub."

[nobloodymessiah]

"I promise you, I won't need a hot tub," Eleanor said. "A conference room might help me to lay out some of the maps I have. I've been hand-drawing them, but it's getting a bit unwieldy."

[notaweenie]

"I've got something for that," Barry replied. "All drag and drop and touch interface. Come by the warehouse and I'll set you up with a tablet and you can create a model. I can extrapolate that into the ship's navigation and modeling. I can even have a 3D model if you fucking-"

chirp

"-want it."

[nobloodymessiah]

"All right, you're doing it again," Eleanor said. "You just chirped. Are you pretending not to notice just to make fun of me?"