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[verymodelof]

This is so not where Danny wanted to be.

He'd been going up to the rooftop with Jordan. Private talk. Apologies. Backing off.

This is definitely not the rooftop.

And as he looks behind him... yep, no Jordan.

This might explain Danny's irritated glare at the bar in general. Just maybe.

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[igottawrite]

This isn't the bathroom either.

Matt was dressed, he'd arrived at the lot where the dinner was being held, his shoes were shiny and everything. Luke hadn't arrived yet, so this was no time to get stuck here.

Even less so does he expect to back right into Danny.

Matt flails. "What the hell are you doing here?"

[verymodelof]

Danny doesn't flail, exactly. Because Danny is too cool for flailing. But what he's doing now must be the Danny equivalent of flailing.

"I was trying to talk to Jordan somewhere private, but there are people all over the studio!" He's very annoyed about this. Apparently Danny's under the impression that when he needs somewhere private to talk, the entire studio should just clear out for his convenience.

A moment later, he stops and frowns. "What're you doing here?"

[igottawrite]

"I'm waiting for Harriet to show up and keeping a weather eye out for Luke, only I had to go to the bathroom, and--"

He gesticulates, eloquently and forcefully.

And then there's the reaction show. "Where were you thinking of finding a people-free spot in the studio?"

[verymodelof]

"Well, you know, I can't use my office, and there's people everywhere else, so... the roof?" There's a pause. "You know, Harriet was just leaving the studio when I ran into Jordan."