030. [voice]

[snooktastic]

[Olive's voice is bright, but her teeth are chattering so badly some of her words disappear.]

Wow, snow inside again, huh? It was [indecipherable] at Christmas but it's a little weird now! And it was so nice last week! I guess it's one of those [indecipherable] - if you don't like the weather, go inside for five minutes

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[silversoul_xx]

It's so cold that I feel like my balls are going to freeze and fall off.

If worse comes to worse I might join you. I can't find anything warm.

[silversoul_xx]

[He smiles. At least she didn't take things the wrong way.]

If things get bad enough.

[His muscles relax, although this is all unintentional.]

What the Hell am I saying? I'm too lazy. I'll get someone else to do it.

[snooktastic]

Mmm. I kind of like the image, though - you trooping through the halls, spear in hand, hunting the mighty mammoth for food.

[She giggles.]

Like a caveman.

[silversoul_xx]

Oi.

[Gin frowned at her.]

I may have a natural perm and no money, but I'm no caveman. Freelancer, freelancer, got it?

[He took the time, at this moment, to observe the tiny woman. She was really short, but she definitely looked a lot better than when they had last met. Her hair was a lot neater, make-up not smeared, and her expression a lot more cheery. Okay, so she was cute. That made things a lot better, even if they were still pretty awkward.]

[snooktastic]

Hey, hey, sorry. That wasn't a crack on your looks or anything, just a funny mental image.

[She lets out a soft breath, shifting a little closer so it's more comfortable for her.]

Freelance reporter?

[silversoul_xx]

[He was feeling a little more comfortable now, and started speaking.]

Freelancer, as in, you hire me to do odd jobs.

[snooktastic]

Mmm, that sounds like fun. So you're like a jack-of-all-trades? What's your favorite thing to do?

[silversoul_xx]

My favorite thing to do? Preferably nothing.

[He frowns, growling.]

Ugh, that loudmouth gangbanger better not have forgotten.

[He shifts slightly, happy to not be freezing, and wondering how Olive can be so happy all the time.]

...You're awfully cheerful. Most of the time. That's weird. You're hiding something.

[snooktastic]

Hiding something?

[...you mean, like the crushing loneliness, the low self-esteem from countless rejections, the depression lurking around every corner, the constant pangs of unrequited love...]

Nah. I'm just a happy girl~ Some people are born optimists.

[silversoul_xx]

[Gin gives her his idle, but slightly disbelieving glance.]

There's no way somebody can be that way.

Unless you're like, drunk, or deluded, or something.

[snooktastic]

[Olive shrugs and giggles.]

Maybe I'm all three~ Anyway, why is it so hard to believe someone's just happy? Some people are lucky like that.

[silversoul_xx]

Yes.

[Gintoki grunts, rubbing his natural perm.]

Ugh, whatever. You women are so damn confusing.

[snooktastic]

[She snorts.]

Yeah, because men are so easy to understand.

[silversoul_xx]

...For us, they are.

[Gintoki does not realize the stupidity of his retort. He's a little worried when she gets upset, and grabs a hold of his nose in memory of the bleeding that often resulted from a punch in the nose, which he would routinely receive because of his off-color comments.]

Oi, d-d-don't get mad. Please don't hit me. I think the blood in my nose is frozen.

[snooktastic]

Huh?

[She twists her head to look up at him, confused.]

Why would I hit you? Men are easy for men to understand. I wish they made more freakin' sense to women.

[silversoul_xx]

...If women made sense to men and men made sense to women, none of us would be single.

[After that brilliant deduction, Gintoki dawned a sickened expression as he explained, still gripping his nose.]

...A lot of the girls I know are really violent.