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[lesper]

Les walks into the Wasteland and sits down at a table, looking around him expectantly.

After a pause, he tilts the chair back, nervous, and plays at not falling out of it while it rests on two legs.

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[meet_the_thorn]

Jenny sneaks up behind him and puts her hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?"

[lesper]

"Ummmm," says Les, smiling. "Greg Stein?"

[meet_the_thorn]

Blink.

Then, firmly, "Nope!"

[lesper]

"Brian Behlendorf? Scott McNealy? Professor Wu?"

[sky_from_sea]

Anna raises one eyebrow.

"Do you think anyone's ever managed to do one leg?"

[lesper]

"Maybe at MIT."

He sounds perfectly serious.

[sky_from_sea]

The other eyebrow goes up.

"Not a gymnastics club?"

[lesper]

Les smiles. "That would make sense, too."

[saw_too_much]

"Hey, hey!" Helen calls as she pushes her cart by. Many years of being a mom and a grandmother rush back all at once. "You're going to crack your head open doing that."

[lesper]

"Sorry," says Les automatically, thumping down onto all four chair legs.

[saw_too_much]

"Got to be careful," she says, nodding. "No doctors around to patch you up."

[lesper]

Les says, "Yeah, I, ummm. I'll remember that."

Not seeming to notice the shopping cart, he introduces himself, "My name's Les, by the way."