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[marinegrandpa]

Who: Garp and Rayliegh
Where: Feathered Hen pub
When: Noon-ish
What: Sharing drinks
Warnings: Garp, possibly old man sex/make out if we can swing it IC.

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[rogersrighthand]

Sitting at a corner table, one drink already being leisurely disposed of, Rayleigh slowly closed his eyes and considered ducking under the table to hide.

Fortunately (or not) he'd already warned the barmaid of Garp's arrival, and the wide-eyed woman swiftly pointed a finger in Rayleigh's direction.

[rogersrighthand]

Rayleigh stared for a moment, before taking a deep breath. Well, at least it would be fun to see how long he believed it for.

"They have a full selection. You can see the menu on the board," he added, motioning to the battered-looking blackboard hanging on the wall near the bar. "So, how's your sex life?" Silvers added, hoping to find something to mock tease the other man about. Not because he was genuinely interested or anything. Of course.

[marinegrandpa]

Garp paused in tapping to table to look at the board in interest. Oooo everything looked yummy!

"I'm gonna have everything," he decided.

"I haven't gotten banged in aaaaages. It is itchy."

[rogersrighthand]

"Okay, change of topic," Silvers said swiftly, wishing he had some damn self-control. Actually... "Wait, how long is 'ages'?"

[marinegrandpa]

Garp counted on his fingers, looked at the cieling, looked at the floor, and waved his fingers about, working out the amount of time.

"Last Halloween!" he said nodding.

[rogersrighthand]

"That's... actually less time than I would have thought," Silvers considered. "Was that Archibald?"

[marinegrandpa]

"I have no idea," Garp admitted, "He was wearing a costume so don't know who he was. You?"

[rogersrighthand]

"Two weeks ago," Rayleigh shrugged. "A nice woman - not my usual type, but attractive enough."

He ordered another beer. "Aren't you going to have anything serious to drink?"

[marinegrandpa]

Garp leaned over and flicked Rayleigh's forehead, "Tea is serious business you drunken dork."

He then rapidly changed the subject, "Are you in debt again?"

[rogersrighthand]

Smothering a smile at this example of adorable D idiocy, Silvers swallowed his mouthful of beer.

"Debt? No - I've been away from Mariejois for the last few weeks, anyway. Why?"

[marinegrandpa]

"Cause you might be needing money again like always!" Garp answered nodding seriously.

[rogersrighthand]

Silvers rolled his eyes. "I steal because it's fun, not because I need to. If I'm short, I have a bank account. It's what one usually gets if you settle down in a place long enough.
"Anyway, don't think you need to look after me. I'm your friend, not a dependent."

[marinegrandpa]

Garp gave Rayliegh a very confused expression, "Of course I gotta look out for you! We're friends. Thats what friends do!"

[rogersrighthand]

"Hm." Silvers studied his bottle and tried to figure out how to explain himself. "I mean that you can trust me to look out for myself. I don't mind if you give me warning if the government comes after me, but you needn't concern yourself about such minor things."

He changed the topic, wich was probably the safest move. "Have you been back to Loguetown recently?"

[marinegrandpa]

"Eh, only for a bit! You?" He answered. Garp paused and thought for a bit, "Hey why does Polly talk about breasts all the time?"

[rogersrighthand]

"Not since we first left. Not even for Rogers' execution." He was quiet for a moment after that, before giving a small shake.

"As for... Polly... he's a bizarre nymphomaniac, and attracted to human women. The best thing I can say is that he was like that when I got him." It's why I was so eager to get rid of him, Silvers didn't add.