Sep 7 - A Well Deserved Drink

[Samantha McManus]

"It's short for passionate, aye?"

"Like two people are off in the corner and they're not noticing anyone else because they're just pashing away like this."

Sam makes air-kissing motions that more resemble a dying fish for emphasis, her arms cradled around an invisible makeout partner.

[Tereza Rozanov]

"That makes sense, I suppose."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

Vivienne's watched Sam's pantomime with a mental "Whaaaa?" The look on her face was just as undignified.

"Ah...yes, well." She seemed to pull herself back in order.

"From this side it looks ridiculous and most embarrassing. I suppose it works better in true practice then in appears to in theory and pantomime."

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye. Normally there'd be someone there."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"Yeah, normally you can't see the other person's lips. You're too close for that. And you usually don't care what it looks like from the outside."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Strange, but I know when to bow to those who know when I do not. As I said, I lack much on this topic."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"We could fix that," Tereza said, mostly teasing.

[Samantha McManus]

"I think she'd be more likely to slap most of the boys here."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"And I think attempting such would negate the entire point of the previous conversation, that such things are best unscripted and desired by the individuals involved."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"That implies that I 1, had a script in mind, and 2, wasn't actually interested," she said, winking at Vivienne.

[Samantha McManus]

"She hasn't heard the music you and my roommate like, though."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"If it is anything like what was played at the party, I think the liberal application of cotton and wax in the ears would be in order after a while and while I have so far enjoyed your company, Tereza, I do not think I have reached that level of affection for you just yet." She was smiling and perhaps blushing, but it was hard to tell with that "perfect fey" complexion.

[Tereza Rozanov]

Tereza shrugged with a smirk, "Your loss."

[Samantha McManus]

"You too could be serenaded by something that sounds like you gave the god of thunder a bass guitar."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"My music's not that bad."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Another time and place."

She looked thoughtful for a moment. "So...very very loud, more then a little pretentious and obnoxious."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"Loud yes, pretentious no."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Perhaps you will introduce me to your music. Once more, I am no doubt out of the loop." The little ice man's lute hovered out of his hands a moment then settled back down to be "played" again.

[Tereza Rozanov]

"I'd be happy to sometime, though just wait and the entire hallway will probably get introduced to it several times."

[Samantha McManus]

"So it's not what Sofia was playing?"

[Tereza Rozanov]

"God no. While I can appreciate her taste, my music is less screechy... usually."