[[Scene: Me Go Shopping With You]]
[[Backdated, took place last Saturday.]]
Klavier: *It's Saturday afternoon as Klavier's bike pulls up to the curb in front of Ema and Lana's home. He shuts off the engine and pulls out his cell phone, quickly dialing Ema's number -- in his excitement to get around today, he completely forgot to call Ema to tell her he was taking her out.*
Ema: *In her bedroom, Ema's sprawled across her bed and flipping through a magazine when her familiar Steel Samurai ring tone begins to play. She rolls over and grabs the phone, flipping it open and putting it to her ear.* Hello?
Klavier: *Klavier smiles as he hears the girl's voice* Hey there, Fräulein. You ready to go?
Ema: *sits up straight, her brows furrowing* Ready to go? Ready to go to what?
Klavier: To go out! I have not seen you in a while, thought you might like to run around with me today. *He chuckles a bit* I thought you liked surprises.
Ema: *Her eyes flicker to the window suspiciously, and she goes over to part the curtains and look out. Of course, right there in front of her building she spots him* God, Klav, you're already outside of my house! *she scowls down at him, though he probably can't tell because of the distance* I don't mind surprises, but a little notice would have been nice. I mean, I'm still in my sweats! *picks at her pants with her free hand*
Klavier: *Rolling his eyes a little, he looks over to the door* So how long do you need? Five minutes?
Ema: *lets out a frustrated sigh* Fiiiine. I'll see you in five. *snaps phone shut*
Klavier: *Klavier hangs up his phone and pockets it* Pssh, girls... *he shakes his head and stretches out, waiting for Ema*
Ema: *In about five minutes, Ema emerges from the townhouse. She has a jacket over her usual attire due to the slightly cooler weather. She has her hands stuffed in her pockets as she approaches. She stops next to him, but doesn't mount the bike yet* You know, you're lucky I'm not like most girls. Otherwise you'd be sitting out here for another twenty minutes.
Klavier: *Smiling, he gets off his bike to give Ema a quick peck on the cheek* I will be sure to thank my lucky stars. Now, come on. I want to go buy my guitar!
Ema: *blinks* Guitar? The really, really expensive one? *crosses her arms* You show up without any notice to take me guitar shopping with you?
Klavier: *He nods enthusiastically* Ja! The guy at the shop is going to give me a huge discount -- only fourteen hundred!
Ema: *stares* That is not a discount!
Klavier: Ja it is! He is giving me about one hundred dollars off. It is a total steal at this price! *he pushes his sunglasses up to his forehead, grinning wide.*
Ema: *shakes her head* You're such a glimmerous fop. *with a sigh, she swings her leg over the back of the motorcycle* All right, let's go.
Klavier: *Klavier moves back onto his bike and pushes his sunglasses back down* ...And then maaaaybe we can do what you want to, ja?
Ema: *adjusts her glasses so they slide in front of her eyes. For the first time since she's talked to him today, she brightens* Well, if we do, I haven't been to Science Depot in awhile and there are a few things I'd like to pick up...
Klavier: *he looks over his shoulder, giving the girl a smile* Well, that is on the way... We could go there first I guess...
Ema: *grins, and her eyes sparkle* Really? That would be awesome~
Klavier: *He turns his attention to the road and starts up his motorcycle -- he's waited this long for his guitar, another hour won't kill him. With the girl hanging on to him, he drives down the road* Hey, Science Depot is the one by the mall, ja?
Ema: *speaking audibly enough to be heard over the roar of the motorcycle* Yeah. It's right next to Borders.
Klavier: *Klavier nods and drives on towards the mall. He pulls into the parking lot, parking near the entrance* Okay, we can have a quick look around, get your things but then we go straight Louie's for my guitar.
Ema: *gets off the bike* Yeah, yeah. I won't take too long. There's just a few things...
Klavier: *Klavier dismounts his motorcycle and follows the girl, reaching over to take her hand* Lead the way, Fräulein~
Ema: *smiling brightly, she energetically pulls him through the doors and inside making a beeline for the "investigation" aisle* There's a few new things I want to pick up, but I could stand to buy some more tubes or swabs...
Klavier: *Klavier glances around at all the science stuff, grimacing a bit. Forensics never interested him much* You should really look into a better hobby...
Ema: *shoots him a glare over her shoulder* It's not a hobby, Klav. It's so much more to me than that. This is what I want to do as a career, after all.
Klavier: *He sighs, playing with his hair a bit* Ja, ja. Whatever, hurry up, check out your... Beakers and Bunsen burners...
Ema: *ignores him and browses* Oooh! They've got ninhydrin! *picks up a bottle of purplish fluid with interest and turns it around to examine the description on the back*
Klavier: *Klavier puts his hands in his pockets, looking around* Where do they keep the chloroform? I figure we will be here a while...
Ema: *not really listening* It's in aisle eight... *she continues reading the back of the bottle for a moment before really thinking about it. She glowers at him* Hey! I'm not going to take that long. Geez. Have some patience.
Klavier: *Klavier sighs* Fiiine. *he taps his foot on the floor, trying to listen to the faint sound of the radio playing through the speakers of the store, idly singing along with the song playing* Well I'll do my time honey, so lock me up and throw away the key...
Ema: *returns to the shelf, tuning him out. After about ten minutes, the ninhydrin has been joined by some beakers, a sixty-four pack for swabs and a utility belt. She holds the items in her arms and faces him* All right, I guess I'm ready to go.
Klavier: *Klavier claps his hands together* Good! You have been staring at nitrochloricarsnicformadrahyde for an hour now. I was wondering when you would return to this world.
Ema: *rolls her eyes* Well, I'm back now with my feet solidly planted. Just let me check out and we can go get your guitar.
Klavier: *Klavier claps his hands together again, grinning as he excitedly hops up and down* Go, go~
Ema: *Ema walks to the check out aisle, and it's clear the clerk recognizes her as he scans her items and bags them. In fact, they nearly get into a debate about one brand of beaker versus another, but Ema manages to pull herself out of the store in a timely enough manner*
Klavier: *Klavier has already made his way out of the store, impatiently tapping his foot outside the doors*
Ema: *Ema meets him outside, and catches his impatient expression. She rolls her eyes, and pushes his shoulder as she brushes past* Oh, come on. Don't be such a diva.
Klavier: You have plenty of time to scald yourself with chemicals, my guitar might be gone when we get there! *he takes Ema's hand and quickly heads across the parking lot with her, over to his motorcycle* Oh Fräulein, I can picture her now... In my hands, plucking her strings so softly... *the man visibly shivers, a look of pure bliss across his face* Wait until you see her...
Ema: *his blissful demeanor is enough to make her laugh lightly* Well, we'd better go or else some other rock star will have scooped her up before we get there.
Klavier: *Klavier is quick to hop on his bike, starting it up faster than he ever has in his life* Hurry then! Get on, try not to crush your... science things.
Ema: *closely cradles her bag to her chest with one arm and wraps another around his waist* Make sure not to drive too fast. If I lose a test tube, you're replacing it.
Klavier: *He quells his desire to gun the motor and manages to drive slowly out of the lot and out into the road; mumbling to himself in German as he maintains the slower pace.*
Klavier: *About fifteen minutes later, they find a parking space right outside Louie's Music, Klavier's absolute favourite store. Grinning like a child, he shuts off the motor and jumps off the bike, running inside, not even bothering to wait for Ema*
Ema: *Ema lets out a huff, muttering under her breath as she dismounts* What a jerk. Sometimes I don't understand why I put up with him at all... *Science Depot bag clutched in hand, she goes in after him*
Klavier: *When Ema enters, Klavier is standing over by the guitar rack. Shoulders slumped, looking completely defeated as he stares at a bare spot on the wall*
Ema: *She comes to stand next to him, and she looks blankly at the empty spot, then at him. Her grip on her bag weakens a bit* *quietly* Oh no... *reaches for his hand* I'm sorry, Klav. Do you think they'll have another one in stock again?
Klavier: *The once noble prosecutor lets out a small whimper, unable to form a real response as he pouts*
Ema: *bits her lip* Awww, Klav, don't be like that. *rubs his shoulder comfortingly* I'm sure there'll be another one...
Klavier: But I wanted that one...
Ema: *for some reason, Ema feels like it's her duty to rectify the situation, and she grabs his hand, pulling him over to the counter* Come on, let's check with the clerk and see what happened to it.
Louie: *the clerk, a tanned 30-something year old with quite the afro, has been on the phone, finishing up some business* Okay, so that'll be here Wednesday? Great. Thanks a lot. See you later. *he hangs up and looks to Ema and the defeated Klavier* Oohhh Gav. Didn't think you were comin in today...
Ema: Ah, hello, sir. I was wondering about the guitar that used to be over there... *she indicates to the empty spot on the wall, then looks back to Louie* Did you sell it?
Klavier: *Klavier looks to Louie, whimpering* Where is she? Where is my MD200C?
Louie: *scratching the back of his neck, Louie glances away* Ahh... Sorry man... 'bout twenty minutes before you came in, guy came in and bought her. I told you, I could only hold her until noon...
Klavier: *Slowly, Klavier turns his head, looking straight at Ema*
Klavier: *He says nothing, he simply stares at her.*
Ema: *She stares back, her sympathetic expression melting away as an indignant look spreads across her face* H-hey! Don't you go blaming me for this! I mean, I'm sorry about your guitar, but you didn't have to take me to Science Depot first. I didn't know he was only holding it until noon...
Klavier: And I did not anticipate someone coming in twenty minutes before we arrived and buying a fifteen-hundred dollar guitar... *his tone is completely dead pan, as if the disbelief has completely overwhelmed him at this moment*
Louie: *Louie snaps his fingers and whistles, trying to get Klavier's attention -- the last thing he needs is a domestic situation in his shop* Gav. I have some good news for you, bro.
Klavier: *his attention turns back to the clerk* You have another in the back?
Louie: *He shakes his head, chuckling a bit* Gav, you've been IN the back! You know we don't keep nothin' back there. *he waves his hand dismissively* But you remember my VXT you had your eye on? Got a shipment of Ovations coming in, ordered another VXT. Ash white... Just in case a certain rock'n'roller was interested...?
Klavier: *Every ounce of depression lifts from Klavier in an instant. Back straight, shoulders out, eyes full of life all over again* How much, how much? *he doesn't even care at this point, already reaching to get his wallet out*
Louie: *Louie cracks his knuckles* For you? Mmm... How's eighteen sound?
Klavier: *Klavier already has his credit card out* Yes. Take my money now, I am getting that guitar.
Louie: *Louie laughs, taking the card and ringing through the sale -- it's obvious he does this for Klavier a lot* You can pick her up Tuesday morning. *he hands Klavier back his card and the receipt*
Klavier: *Positively beaming, the blond takes his card back, carefully placing the receipt in his wallet after jamming the credit card back in* You better hold her this time. *he grins playfully, not at all upset anymore*
Ema: *During their exchange, Ema has been standing back, nervously twisting the handles of her bag together. When the deal is struck, she inwardly lets out a sigh of relief. A cranky Klavier is not what she wants to deal with right now. She gives him a tentative smile* Well, it's good that worked out.
Klavier: *Klavier nods and waves a farewell to Louie, taking Ema's hand as they head out of the store* Ja, I have been wanting an Ovation VXT forever! *he leans over and kisses Ema* Mmm and I would not have gotten one if you had not dragged me into Nerds'R'Us.
Ema: *she lets him kiss her, but then swats him* Science Depot. I'm not a nerd. A nerd is like... Stickler or somebody. *makes a face* You wouldn't compare me to that fishy kid, would you?
Klavier: No way! You are much prettier than Stickler! ...But you cannot deny that is the kind of place he would spend all day in too, so... *he gestures with his hands like a set of scales, as if he's weighing the similarities*
Ema: *grimaces* Ugh. Well, I guess, maybe. But I'm still not a nerd.
Klavier: *Klavier kisses Ema's forehead* Yes you are, except you are one of those hot nerd girls.
Ema: Well, all right, in that case. *pecks him on the cheek as they approach the motor cycle* Thanks for taking me out today, even though it was unexpected.
Klavier: *Klavier smiles* I will call next time. Now, come on. I will take you back home.
Ema: Okay. Let's go.
Klavier: *Klavier gets back on his motorcycle, Ema climbing on after him, the two ride off, back towards Ema's home, quite content with the day*
Klavier: *It's Saturday afternoon as Klavier's bike pulls up to the curb in front of Ema and Lana's home. He shuts off the engine and pulls out his cell phone, quickly dialing Ema's number -- in his excitement to get around today, he completely forgot to call Ema to tell her he was taking her out.*
Ema: *In her bedroom, Ema's sprawled across her bed and flipping through a magazine when her familiar Steel Samurai ring tone begins to play. She rolls over and grabs the phone, flipping it open and putting it to her ear.* Hello?
Klavier: *Klavier smiles as he hears the girl's voice* Hey there, Fräulein. You ready to go?
Ema: *sits up straight, her brows furrowing* Ready to go? Ready to go to what?
Klavier: To go out! I have not seen you in a while, thought you might like to run around with me today. *He chuckles a bit* I thought you liked surprises.
Ema: *Her eyes flicker to the window suspiciously, and she goes over to part the curtains and look out. Of course, right there in front of her building she spots him* God, Klav, you're already outside of my house! *she scowls down at him, though he probably can't tell because of the distance* I don't mind surprises, but a little notice would have been nice. I mean, I'm still in my sweats! *picks at her pants with her free hand*
Klavier: *Rolling his eyes a little, he looks over to the door* So how long do you need? Five minutes?
Ema: *lets out a frustrated sigh* Fiiiine. I'll see you in five. *snaps phone shut*
Klavier: *Klavier hangs up his phone and pockets it* Pssh, girls... *he shakes his head and stretches out, waiting for Ema*
Ema: *In about five minutes, Ema emerges from the townhouse. She has a jacket over her usual attire due to the slightly cooler weather. She has her hands stuffed in her pockets as she approaches. She stops next to him, but doesn't mount the bike yet* You know, you're lucky I'm not like most girls. Otherwise you'd be sitting out here for another twenty minutes.
Klavier: *Smiling, he gets off his bike to give Ema a quick peck on the cheek* I will be sure to thank my lucky stars. Now, come on. I want to go buy my guitar!
Ema: *blinks* Guitar? The really, really expensive one? *crosses her arms* You show up without any notice to take me guitar shopping with you?
Klavier: *He nods enthusiastically* Ja! The guy at the shop is going to give me a huge discount -- only fourteen hundred!
Ema: *stares* That is not a discount!
Klavier: Ja it is! He is giving me about one hundred dollars off. It is a total steal at this price! *he pushes his sunglasses up to his forehead, grinning wide.*
Ema: *shakes her head* You're such a glimmerous fop. *with a sigh, she swings her leg over the back of the motorcycle* All right, let's go.
Klavier: *Klavier moves back onto his bike and pushes his sunglasses back down* ...And then maaaaybe we can do what you want to, ja?
Ema: *adjusts her glasses so they slide in front of her eyes. For the first time since she's talked to him today, she brightens* Well, if we do, I haven't been to Science Depot in awhile and there are a few things I'd like to pick up...
Klavier: *he looks over his shoulder, giving the girl a smile* Well, that is on the way... We could go there first I guess...
Ema: *grins, and her eyes sparkle* Really? That would be awesome~
Klavier: *He turns his attention to the road and starts up his motorcycle -- he's waited this long for his guitar, another hour won't kill him. With the girl hanging on to him, he drives down the road* Hey, Science Depot is the one by the mall, ja?
Ema: *speaking audibly enough to be heard over the roar of the motorcycle* Yeah. It's right next to Borders.
Klavier: *Klavier nods and drives on towards the mall. He pulls into the parking lot, parking near the entrance* Okay, we can have a quick look around, get your things but then we go straight Louie's for my guitar.
Ema: *gets off the bike* Yeah, yeah. I won't take too long. There's just a few things...
Klavier: *Klavier dismounts his motorcycle and follows the girl, reaching over to take her hand* Lead the way, Fräulein~
Ema: *smiling brightly, she energetically pulls him through the doors and inside making a beeline for the "investigation" aisle* There's a few new things I want to pick up, but I could stand to buy some more tubes or swabs...
Klavier: *Klavier glances around at all the science stuff, grimacing a bit. Forensics never interested him much* You should really look into a better hobby...
Ema: *shoots him a glare over her shoulder* It's not a hobby, Klav. It's so much more to me than that. This is what I want to do as a career, after all.
Klavier: *He sighs, playing with his hair a bit* Ja, ja. Whatever, hurry up, check out your... Beakers and Bunsen burners...
Ema: *ignores him and browses* Oooh! They've got ninhydrin! *picks up a bottle of purplish fluid with interest and turns it around to examine the description on the back*
Klavier: *Klavier puts his hands in his pockets, looking around* Where do they keep the chloroform? I figure we will be here a while...
Ema: *not really listening* It's in aisle eight... *she continues reading the back of the bottle for a moment before really thinking about it. She glowers at him* Hey! I'm not going to take that long. Geez. Have some patience.
Klavier: *Klavier sighs* Fiiine. *he taps his foot on the floor, trying to listen to the faint sound of the radio playing through the speakers of the store, idly singing along with the song playing* Well I'll do my time honey, so lock me up and throw away the key...
Ema: *returns to the shelf, tuning him out. After about ten minutes, the ninhydrin has been joined by some beakers, a sixty-four pack for swabs and a utility belt. She holds the items in her arms and faces him* All right, I guess I'm ready to go.
Klavier: *Klavier claps his hands together* Good! You have been staring at nitrochloricarsnicformadrahyde for an hour now. I was wondering when you would return to this world.
Ema: *rolls her eyes* Well, I'm back now with my feet solidly planted. Just let me check out and we can go get your guitar.
Klavier: *Klavier claps his hands together again, grinning as he excitedly hops up and down* Go, go~
Ema: *Ema walks to the check out aisle, and it's clear the clerk recognizes her as he scans her items and bags them. In fact, they nearly get into a debate about one brand of beaker versus another, but Ema manages to pull herself out of the store in a timely enough manner*
Klavier: *Klavier has already made his way out of the store, impatiently tapping his foot outside the doors*
Ema: *Ema meets him outside, and catches his impatient expression. She rolls her eyes, and pushes his shoulder as she brushes past* Oh, come on. Don't be such a diva.
Klavier: You have plenty of time to scald yourself with chemicals, my guitar might be gone when we get there! *he takes Ema's hand and quickly heads across the parking lot with her, over to his motorcycle* Oh Fräulein, I can picture her now... In my hands, plucking her strings so softly... *the man visibly shivers, a look of pure bliss across his face* Wait until you see her...
Ema: *his blissful demeanor is enough to make her laugh lightly* Well, we'd better go or else some other rock star will have scooped her up before we get there.
Klavier: *Klavier is quick to hop on his bike, starting it up faster than he ever has in his life* Hurry then! Get on, try not to crush your... science things.
Ema: *closely cradles her bag to her chest with one arm and wraps another around his waist* Make sure not to drive too fast. If I lose a test tube, you're replacing it.
Klavier: *He quells his desire to gun the motor and manages to drive slowly out of the lot and out into the road; mumbling to himself in German as he maintains the slower pace.*
Klavier: *About fifteen minutes later, they find a parking space right outside Louie's Music, Klavier's absolute favourite store. Grinning like a child, he shuts off the motor and jumps off the bike, running inside, not even bothering to wait for Ema*
Ema: *Ema lets out a huff, muttering under her breath as she dismounts* What a jerk. Sometimes I don't understand why I put up with him at all... *Science Depot bag clutched in hand, she goes in after him*
Klavier: *When Ema enters, Klavier is standing over by the guitar rack. Shoulders slumped, looking completely defeated as he stares at a bare spot on the wall*
Ema: *She comes to stand next to him, and she looks blankly at the empty spot, then at him. Her grip on her bag weakens a bit* *quietly* Oh no... *reaches for his hand* I'm sorry, Klav. Do you think they'll have another one in stock again?
Klavier: *The once noble prosecutor lets out a small whimper, unable to form a real response as he pouts*
Ema: *bits her lip* Awww, Klav, don't be like that. *rubs his shoulder comfortingly* I'm sure there'll be another one...
Klavier: But I wanted that one...
Ema: *for some reason, Ema feels like it's her duty to rectify the situation, and she grabs his hand, pulling him over to the counter* Come on, let's check with the clerk and see what happened to it.
Louie: *the clerk, a tanned 30-something year old with quite the afro, has been on the phone, finishing up some business* Okay, so that'll be here Wednesday? Great. Thanks a lot. See you later. *he hangs up and looks to Ema and the defeated Klavier* Oohhh Gav. Didn't think you were comin in today...
Ema: Ah, hello, sir. I was wondering about the guitar that used to be over there... *she indicates to the empty spot on the wall, then looks back to Louie* Did you sell it?
Klavier: *Klavier looks to Louie, whimpering* Where is she? Where is my MD200C?
Louie: *scratching the back of his neck, Louie glances away* Ahh... Sorry man... 'bout twenty minutes before you came in, guy came in and bought her. I told you, I could only hold her until noon...
Klavier: *Slowly, Klavier turns his head, looking straight at Ema*
Klavier: *He says nothing, he simply stares at her.*
Ema: *She stares back, her sympathetic expression melting away as an indignant look spreads across her face* H-hey! Don't you go blaming me for this! I mean, I'm sorry about your guitar, but you didn't have to take me to Science Depot first. I didn't know he was only holding it until noon...
Klavier: And I did not anticipate someone coming in twenty minutes before we arrived and buying a fifteen-hundred dollar guitar... *his tone is completely dead pan, as if the disbelief has completely overwhelmed him at this moment*
Louie: *Louie snaps his fingers and whistles, trying to get Klavier's attention -- the last thing he needs is a domestic situation in his shop* Gav. I have some good news for you, bro.
Klavier: *his attention turns back to the clerk* You have another in the back?
Louie: *He shakes his head, chuckling a bit* Gav, you've been IN the back! You know we don't keep nothin' back there. *he waves his hand dismissively* But you remember my VXT you had your eye on? Got a shipment of Ovations coming in, ordered another VXT. Ash white... Just in case a certain rock'n'roller was interested...?
Klavier: *Every ounce of depression lifts from Klavier in an instant. Back straight, shoulders out, eyes full of life all over again* How much, how much? *he doesn't even care at this point, already reaching to get his wallet out*
Louie: *Louie cracks his knuckles* For you? Mmm... How's eighteen sound?
Klavier: *Klavier already has his credit card out* Yes. Take my money now, I am getting that guitar.
Louie: *Louie laughs, taking the card and ringing through the sale -- it's obvious he does this for Klavier a lot* You can pick her up Tuesday morning. *he hands Klavier back his card and the receipt*
Klavier: *Positively beaming, the blond takes his card back, carefully placing the receipt in his wallet after jamming the credit card back in* You better hold her this time. *he grins playfully, not at all upset anymore*
Ema: *During their exchange, Ema has been standing back, nervously twisting the handles of her bag together. When the deal is struck, she inwardly lets out a sigh of relief. A cranky Klavier is not what she wants to deal with right now. She gives him a tentative smile* Well, it's good that worked out.
Klavier: *Klavier nods and waves a farewell to Louie, taking Ema's hand as they head out of the store* Ja, I have been wanting an Ovation VXT forever! *he leans over and kisses Ema* Mmm and I would not have gotten one if you had not dragged me into Nerds'R'Us.
Ema: *she lets him kiss her, but then swats him* Science Depot. I'm not a nerd. A nerd is like... Stickler or somebody. *makes a face* You wouldn't compare me to that fishy kid, would you?
Klavier: No way! You are much prettier than Stickler! ...But you cannot deny that is the kind of place he would spend all day in too, so... *he gestures with his hands like a set of scales, as if he's weighing the similarities*
Ema: *grimaces* Ugh. Well, I guess, maybe. But I'm still not a nerd.
Klavier: *Klavier kisses Ema's forehead* Yes you are, except you are one of those hot nerd girls.
Ema: Well, all right, in that case. *pecks him on the cheek as they approach the motor cycle* Thanks for taking me out today, even though it was unexpected.
Klavier: *Klavier smiles* I will call next time. Now, come on. I will take you back home.
Ema: Okay. Let's go.
Klavier: *Klavier gets back on his motorcycle, Ema climbing on after him, the two ride off, back towards Ema's home, quite content with the day*