Priestly's apartment, New Gotham, Thursday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

"Come on, Priestly!" Tia called through the door to Priestly's room. "You've gotta go out sometime!"

"I for one support Priestly's newfound interest in hermitage," Mark said. Tia ignored him with the ease borne of long practice.

"Priestly!"

The door cracked open, and Priestly peered out, Stevesie perched on his shoulders and peering over his head. "A) it's negative a billion degrees out. 2) the question mark guy is on the streets again. I'm not coming out until he's been arrested and it's spring."

Tia sighed. "You have classes."

"I can turn my assignments in online and the professors are video-podcasting the lectures."

"You have laundry," Tia tried.

"Not going outside means not needing clean clothes." Priestly smirked and started closing the door.

"I'm going to call Dinah on you!" Tia said quickly. The door stopped closing. After a moment, it opened up all the way.

"Dammit, Tia."

Tia smirked back, showing her phone in her hand, the screen already set to Dinah's number. "Come out and I won't have to." She looked him over and sighed. "And put some damn pants on."

[ooc: GUESS WHO'S CAR WON'T START BECAUSE OF THE COLD TODAY. Post is open to phone calls or visits, sure.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

That got him a blank look that was completely deliberate, then giggles as Dinah couldn't hold onto the deadpan.

"Should I be looking into getting you heated mittens, or maybe a thermal cup?"

[lovemykilt]

". . . They make those?" The mittens, he meant. Little portable heaters sounded good, okay?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeeesss." You could get them on Amazon! "And you could put the mittens anywhere you want, I guess. This is what I should've gotten you for Christmas, isn't it?"

[lovemykilt]

"I may need a crash course on winter weather survival," Priestly admitted.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Challenge accepted." And a good payback for dragging him out of his apartment off and on. "We're getting you a thermos and some really warm clothes."

[lovemykilt]

"That don't make me look like the Michelin Man." What? Like no one had noticed yet that Priestly was actually very image conscious.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah giggled and reached over to poke him. "You may have to make a choice at some point. But we can find you all the best in space-age warm gear. Or we can have Barbara take your measurements and design you a super-suit." It might even be comfy!

[lovemykilt]

". . . What kind of super suit?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"A Sous suit!" You walked into that one. "Possibly with a tearaway shirt. For the fanservicing."

[lovemykilt]

"Why are you suddenly obsessed with getting me shirtless?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Who said it was sudden?"

Leo had been gone a week, come on!

[lovemykilt]

"I'm pretty sure the only thing that will get me shirtless right now is a very warm spring."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah just gave him a Look for that.

Waaaay too easy.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly looked innocently back.

"Okay, or a really nice and toasty bedroom."