Room 211, Tuesday night

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was all set up for a good night of relaxing drinking with Dinah. He had the booze, some snacks, and his computer set up for some tunes.

And this time, he didn't have to worry about the other person binging too much and then spending the evening madly kissing all the girls he could talk into it.

Well, he hoped.

[ooc: for Dinah, but also open.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Dinah said, a little sad. "I figured he was gonna ask her out again, if the date went well. Ohh!" She slapped her head. "I was supposed to find him and ask him about that this weekend! Did he tell you, did it go okay?" She gave the glass a significant look.

[lovemykilt]

"We totally didn't talk about the weekend."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I'll have to ask him how his date went, and how his weekend went, when I see him. We were too busy wrecking an ice rink at the theatre for me to get to the diner today."

[lovemykilt]

"Wrecking an ice rink?"

That was a new one on Priestly. He down about half his second mojito.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah took a big sip of hers, humming along with the music. "Geoffrey the director. Is nuts. But this weekend? He kind of went full-bore and built a giant air hockey rink only with ice. In the theater."

She said that with the air of someone discovering the Mt. Everest of crazy: satisfied, and smug.

[lovemykilt]

"And I missed it? Man, that musta been fun. I totally need to think of something crazy like that to do."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You do!" Dinah sipped her drink, and tilted her head, studying him. "Can you do something with the cheerleading team? How is that going? I cheered for you cheering last week, but I didn't stay for the whole thing."

[lovemykilt]

"Cheering on the cheerleaders who cheer for themselves. Man, I love it." He shook his head. "But, nah. It's gotta be something I do, you know? Make my first mark on the school or something."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You already introduced them to Edward, the kissy prince," Dinah said, giggling and taking another slug of her mojito. "That's a good start." She beamed at him. "And you have the best hair!"

Some of that alcohol may be hitting the lightweight's system now.

[lovemykilt]

"Yeah. Yeah, okay, but I can't just -- live vicariously through Edward, right?" Priestly was apparently a philosophical drunk, tonight. He finished his mojito and went for another.

Well, more rum, anyway.

"It's gotta be me. Live -- live up to my hair."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You do!" Dinah toasted him, and finished her second drink. "Mmmm. Taaasty. And oo, I can't feel my nose. That's fun." She snickered. "You, you gotta sing your song. You know? More, please."

Still well-mannered, at least.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly poured some rum into her cup. He might be forgetting the rest of the mojito part.

"Sing my own song. I should -- I should totally start a rollerderby league. A singing rollerderby league."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You can! You can sing! On your blades!" Dinah saluted him and then took a swift gulp, choking a little, then humming as she drank more. "Where, where would you put that?" She looked thoughtful. "In towwwn?"

[lovemykilt]

"Need a rink. Like the gym floor. Only, you know . . . rinky. Do you sing?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I do! I don't sing like Edward. But I sing." She took a breath, "~I love the mountains, and the clear blue skies...!~"

And that would be Mojito fixings and Rum #3 going down the hatch.

[lovemykilt]

"Boom de yada!" Priestly crowed cheerfully. "Awesome."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"~I love big bridges, I love when great whites fly,~" Dinah saluted him and started twirling.

Ohhhhhkay, not a good idea. "Need my water. Right!" She grabbed a bottled and chugged half of it. "~ I love the whole world, And all its sights and sounds...~"

[lovemykilt]

"Water?" Priestly considered this. "Why are you drinking water?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Because, because..." Oh, and now she couldn't remember. Drink some more. Drink a little rum from the bottle. Oh, right. "Hangover fairy!"

[lovemykilt]

"Hangover fairy. Yoooooou're my hangover fairy." He grinned. "Best hangover fairy ever."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"And you're the rum fairy! Mojito godfather!" That sounded really good, so Dinah repeated it, "Mojito godfather. Awesome!" Then she tried to hug him.

"...I love the whole world..."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was hugged. And almost fell over. "Hangover fairy and Mojito godfather. BFF."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"BFF!" She snickered, and hugged harder, then said, "Hey. Hey, we should go upstairs. Say hi to people. Sing. Okay? Yeah?"

[lovemykilt]

"Yes!" Priestly agreed. "To the roof!"

Only, you know, not actually to the roof.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I'll drink to that!" Dinah took another swig of rum, another of water, and happily turned around, trying to find the door.