"Wanted at the cookfi--" Oh. There went his ears again. /Heh./ The look from Ami was reassuring, and he smiled faintly at her. /All this stuff is workable. Awkward, yeah, but workable./
At Ami's admonition, he slipped an arm around George, turned his smile on her and said, "Hey, I'll do my best."
He chuckled as Ami walked away. "I just gotta expect that kind of stuff, I guess. Even in the middle of weirdness central. Though for the record, it's not just girls that get protective of their friends that way."
A pair of Barbie lookalikes walked past and gave him a come-hither look that completely ignored George's presence and his arm around her. He blinked, puzzled. /Naw, they didn't--/ One of them winked. /Jesus, that's rude./
He responded to this by leaning over to give George a proper kiss hello. One of the girls made a small squeak of indignation and he smirked against her lips. "So how are you doing?" he asked as they broke.
[Carlos] Making an Exit (tag George, Ami, open)
Date: 2006-04-24 01:09 am (UTC)At Ami's admonition, he slipped an arm around George, turned his smile on her and said, "Hey, I'll do my best."
He chuckled as Ami walked away. "I just gotta expect that kind of stuff, I guess. Even in the middle of weirdness central. Though for the record, it's not just girls that get protective of their friends that way."
A pair of Barbie lookalikes walked past and gave him a come-hither look that completely ignored George's presence and his arm around her. He blinked, puzzled. /Naw, they didn't--/ One of them winked. /Jesus, that's rude./
He responded to this by leaning over to give George a proper kiss hello. One of the girls made a small squeak of indignation and he smirked against her lips. "So how are you doing?" he asked as they broke.