Mars 2112 Restaurant and Bar, NYC, Friday Evening

[selfhelphero]

Considering how much trouble Fandom had given them in getting together in the first place, Billy and Topher had agreed to have their first date away from the island, but it had been Billy's idea to get a portal to his New York, so he could show Topher some of the city (without any encounters with giant rats, he'd promised). He hadn't meant to pick

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[dollpocalypse]

Topher was really going to have to do something about the dorky grin on his face if he ever wanted to be respected by any human being ever again. Because right now it was just embarrassing.

Probably a little adorable, though.

"It looks awesome," Topher agreed, nodding. Nodding a lot. It was hard to stop once he'd started, you see. "The -- this, especially," he said, pointing to a menu item idk I'm not at a computer. "Um. And the space thing. I mean, it's totally not accurate, but still really cool."

[selfhelphero]

Billy had a pretty goofy grin as well, so at least Topher wasn't alone. "Of course you know it's not accurate," he said, looking suitably impressed. "Can I say I'm glad we're here without it being weird?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Totally," Topher said gratefully. "I mean. Um, me too. 'Cause, like, there's the dance, except I wasn't gonna go to that, so mostly it was gonna be this or World of Warcraft and I'm already, like, level eighty and plus you're more fun."

[selfhelphero]

"You think I'm more fun than World of Warcraft?" Billy said, half joking. "I don't think I'd have gone to prom either. Dances don't usually end well for me, you know?"