Jiggity-jig.

[thehefner]

Back.

The arrival is bittersweet, timed with something deeply upsetting waiting for me at home. I'll just say it's pet-related and leave it at that for now. So I'm gonna be a bit of a wreck for the next couple days, but like I say, it's bittersweet because it's really, really good to be home. I can't wait to meet up with everyone, particularly the Rudes at THE SPANISH TRAGEDY. Hope y'all don't mind if I commandeer the cast party for my own homecoming purposes. Really, seeing folks is exactly what I need right now.

And, of course, there will be stories. Oh yes, there will be stories.

More later. Now, I need absinthe. It's a moral imperative.

Comments

[darkestnova.livejournal.com]

Psht, smegheads, the both of ya. One of us knows good wine, you know. The other won't touch the stuff unless it's pink. I'm not saying which is which.

Besides, Ops, you are the Harley. Otherwise my being Ivy wouldn't make much since. Though as Quiz and Query, we'd both be getting some...and I do loves me some Riddler...

Meh, call yourself Catwoman and be done with it. You know you want to prance around in leather with a whip.

(Think we've got the man's attention yet?)

[bitemetechie.livejournal.com]

Hey, hey, hey, pink is a perfectly acceptable flavor. It's one of the tastiest colors, I'll have you know, right up there with red and blue.

Your being Ivy makes perfect sense, you don't likey ze boyzes for more than three days at a time...so I guess that does, in fact, make me the Harley by default. God damn it.

And hey, did we ever actually decide to share him, Quiz? 'Cause if we didn't come to an official agreement, then I'm gonna have to go all Amok Time on your ass. Then again, I might do that anyway. You know me: jealous type.

(I love the fact that we're pretty much having this conversation for his benefit, since we can just, you know, turn to each other and speak. I also love the fact that we're in essence whispering conspiratorially to each other in plain view. Like the parentheses make these little notes invisible to boy-eyes.)

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Really, that's the thing I absolutely love about you two: I can just sit back and watch things like this unfold. It's quite delightful.

[bitemetechie.livejournal.com]

Soon enough, we'll be bickering/bantering back and forth too, you know. It's just a matter of finding that seemingly elusive old-married-couple rhythm and falling into it. It'll happen. Then Captain will tease us even more.

[darkestnova.livejournal.com]

Pink is not a flavor.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

What about purple? Purple's a fruit!

[darkestnova.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose plum is a fruit. Mmm, plum wine.

I yelled at Mr. Rogers as a child...or maybe it was someone on Sesame Street...anyway, he was giving clues for the word "orange," and he said, "It's the only color that's also a fruit. Oh, come on, have you ever heard of a purple?" And I yelled at the TV, "Plum, you stupid!" And I shook my plum crayon threateningly. I was three. I miss my off-brand crayons.

[bitemetechie.livejournal.com]

You...you missed the reference. For goodness sake, he practically gift wrapped it for you with a thematically relevant icon and everything!

...

I just don't know you anymore, Captain.

Also, ick plum wine. Never again.