She's very experienced in the ways of the world, she says, her words initially sounding like verses sang from the Lilith Fair stage.
Then she talks about her cats.
"I don't really like them," he admits. There's a bar towel over his shoulder, and he just doesn't care much about doing his job right now. "I mean, cats in general. I just don't trust them, you know?"
"Oh, of course you don't," she says, looking at her drink. "Typical."
She's angry about things, and he enjoys that because, well, he is too. They have an exciting dialogue about the system; they hate it. they hate it. they hate it. At some point there's a vague conversation about anarcho communism, but the main thing is that they fucking despise the fucking system.
"That's faux leather, by the way," she says after a brief silence.
"What?"
"The jacket. My jacket. I just feel like I need to point that out
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Oh man, this is just great. I think I've just gone from casually interested in the idea of these two to, like, actually invested, haha SO THANK YOU FOR THAT. And thank you for this!
"This Bruce Springsteen album, released in 1992, released at the same time as another, was generally received as the more ambitious and better of the two, featuring the songs 'Living Proof', 'Local Hero', and 'The Big Muddy.'"
Danny's eyes went wide and he grinned spitefully. "A question about The Boss?! Everyone on my team enjoy some victory tots, we just won this thing," he scribbled down his answer and flipped the paper over.
Mindy squinted and closed her eyes before opening them and decisively writing down an answer.
Papers were called for, the answers were compared.
"Don't be a sore loser, Mindy. Springsteen trivia is my bread and butter. In fact, I know a bar in Penn Station that does Springsteen trivia exclusively. We should go," Danny gloated, finishing his beer.
"The winners are," the waitress called for, grinning, waving a gift certificate in her hand, "The Mrs. Carter Tour...s!"
Morgan went crazy, screaming, clapping, clawing at his face, "WE WON!Mindy grinned, rising to go accept her team's reward
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Then she talks about her cats.
"I don't really like them," he admits. There's a bar towel over his shoulder, and he just doesn't care much about doing his job right now. "I mean, cats in general. I just don't trust them, you know?"
"Oh, of course you don't," she says, looking at her drink. "Typical."
She's angry about things, and he enjoys that because, well, he is too. They have an exciting dialogue about the system; they hate it. they hate it. they hate it. At some point there's a vague conversation about anarcho communism, but the main thing is that they fucking despise the fucking system.
"That's faux leather, by the way," she says after a brief silence.
"What?"
"The jacket. My jacket. I just feel like I need to point that out ( ... )
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Danny's eyes went wide and he grinned spitefully. "A question about The Boss?! Everyone on my team enjoy some victory tots, we just won this thing," he scribbled down his answer and flipped the paper over.
Mindy squinted and closed her eyes before opening them and decisively writing down an answer.
Papers were called for, the answers were compared.
"Don't be a sore loser, Mindy. Springsteen trivia is my bread and butter. In fact, I know a bar in Penn Station that does Springsteen trivia exclusively. We should go," Danny gloated, finishing his beer.
"The winners are," the waitress called for, grinning, waving a gift certificate in her hand, "The Mrs. Carter Tour...s!"
Morgan went crazy, screaming, clapping, clawing at his face, "WE WON!Mindy grinned, rising to go accept her team's reward ( ... )
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"The Mrs. Carter Tour," Mindy replied confidently, uncapping her pen. "And we're here to dominate."
This is canon now. I refuse to believe Mindy would ever name her trivia team anything else.
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