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[raisednofool]

Not having ever paid much attention to formal schooling and having no thought of ever moving on to college, Angelo's technical knowledge is limited - and, at the same time, utterly useful. For instance, he knows the basics of car maintenance, including hot-wiring and the removal of certain parts, including the stereo

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[wearsredhelmet]

A small girl walks out to the backyard. She's bundled in a Victorian-style frock coat, gloves much too large for her, and a baggy toque that threatens to slide down her head and cover her eyes.

"It'll be fun, Marie," she says to the air behind her, holding the door open for a moment.

When she sees Angelo, he gets a slightly longer look than Bridgette would give a non-grey person - and a wary look that she'd give to anyone unfamiliar.

[raisednofool]

Angelo does not seem to mind getting either of these looks. It's possible that this could be attributed to his eyes not resting in Bridgette's direction at the moment. But, if she gets in the way of the dirt he's currently drawing in with the tip of a finger, turns off his music, or otherwise distracts him, he will most certainly have a reaction.

He'll probably mind, too.

[wearsredhelmet]

Well, if she's going to get his attention, she might as well do it when she can easily run back into the house and call for help.

"Bridge, look, lookit, look!" Marie comments, pointing at Angelo.

"Shhh," Bridgette hisses, and resolves to give her sister the talk her teachers gave her about people coming in every type of colour and how that doesn't matter because it's what's inside that counts. (Though they didn't mention grey, for some reason.)

To Angelo she says, "Hello!" in a half-shout to carry over the music.

[raisednofool]

That is by far a more pleasant way to get his attention! Even though Angelo looks a little surprised to hear it, blinking over at the little girl for a minute before lifting a hand in a sort of bemused wave. "Hey," he calls back.

...yeah, that's it. You'll have to forgive the guy, kids don't just start talking to him off the bat usually.

[i_spoiled_it]

It has been a long, long, long, long, long time since Steph heard that sort of music. She's drawn like a mayfly.

So before too long, there's a teenage once-superhero leaning on the wall by the back door, smirking a little at the grey guy with the music in an utterly pleased sort of way.

She'd say hi, but he probably wouldn't hear her anyway over the music. She's just gonna lounge and listen until he notices.

[raisednofool]

It is really awesome music, too. Drifting in and out of English and Spanish, it's obviously dance music, and Angelo's fingers are tapping in the dirt as much as they're drawing. If Inanna were around, this would be a great opportunity to woo her with some dancing.

Eventually, he does notice a lady around - just not the one he was thinking of. Angelo looks up and gives Steph a moment's glance - but since she seems to be enjoying the music, all she gets is a slight grin and a nod of greeting.

[i_spoiled_it]

Seems to be all that's necessary. Steph makes herself comfortable against the wall, sitting quietly and leaning back to enjoy the music.

Maybe she can borrow the CD later. Teach Sokka to dance. That'd be ... kind of hilarious, actually, and super fun.

She'll come over and chat once the CD's over, probably.

[raisednofool]

It takes a while - Angelo's just started it all over again. It's a band he isn't familiar with but that doesn't mean anything considering a lot of the people around here aren't from 1995 like he is.

Once it finishes for the second time, Angelo glances to his music-listening-partner and picks the boom box up, offering it to her.