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[faithful_slayer]

Faith hasn't been in the Inn for a while, but she's in now, carrying a sword, slightly battered, and looking...well, like she's been pretty busy.

At least she cleaned the sword before she brought it into the dining area. That's about as polite as she gets.

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[bohemian_mark]

Mark walks in with a baby trailing behind him, and one in his arms. "Damnit, Roger, I just changed your diaper an hour ago. How the hell do you creat so much shit?" Oops.

[rockstardavis]

"What has this brat been telling you?" Roger eyes Mark for a moment, as the other man puts up his hands as much as he can when they're full of baby.

"Hey. It wasn't me. She met Mimi."

"Oh." Roger facepalms. "Well, that's alright, then."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith smiles, sweetly.

Fear the smile, Roger.

"Yes. Mimi. We had a long chat."

Poor Roger.

[bohemian_mark]

"Oh, dear."

Mark can't help it. He cracks up. Loudly. "Yes, Roger. You have a reputation that preceeds you."

Roger just grumps for a bit and sits down in a chair.

[faithful_slayer]

"I'm not especially good at the monogamy myself," Faith admits. "I operate on a strict policy of get some, get gone."

Beat.

"'Course, Mimi's pretty bendy, might have to rethink that whole 'no repeat performances' thing."

Did they really? Is she making it up? Who knows?

[rockstardavis]

Roger is very seldom struck dumb. This is one of those rare moments. You might want to take a picture, Mark.

"Uh. Yeah, she... is pretty bendy."

Mark just laughs. This one isn't going to just go away soon.

[faithful_slayer]

"Nice rack, too."

Faith sips her coffee and winks at Mark.

[rockstardavis]

Mark grins right back at Faith, a huge smirk on his face, as Roger keeps spluttering.

"Well, yeah, I mean, she does, but... um."

"She was a dancer, Roger."

"You stay out of this."

[faithful_slayer]

"And I guess she's done with guys. Said something about a penis embargo." Faith shrugs. "Hard to hear, given where her mouth was when she said that."

At this point she's just being cruel.

[bohemian_mark]

Roger just trails off. He's got nothing.

Mark cracks up. "Oh, you deserve it, Roger. The amount of time you keep taunting people about your hot girlfriends."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith grins at Mark. "I didn't know guitarists were that gullible. I have this bridge I'm trying to unload, you think he'd go for it?"

[bohemian_mark]

Mark laughs. "And, well, it's written on the ceiling, you know. Has been for years." There's a huge smirk on his face.

"Argh, you two!" Roger stands up and stalks off, sulkily.

"Good job, he hasn't had that good of a sulk in ages."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith finally loses it, starting to laugh.

"Oh, that was fun. I can't wait to tell Mimi about it."

[bohemian_mark]

Mark cracks up. "Thank you. He's been becoming a rather pompous ass lately. This'll bring him back down to earth."

He leans down and picks up Angie who was exploring the joys of chewing on Mark's shoelaces.

[faithful_slayer]

"Glad to do my part."

Faith salutes him with her coffee cup.

"And he'll never know the truth for sure."

[bohemian_mark]

"He won't. I won't say anything, and I dare say that if Mimi hears about the good joke, she'll play along forever." He grins. "This is going to be great."