The Multiverse's Greasy Spoon is an ages-old establishment well known to the locals (and not-so-locals) as the absolute best place in the Nexus to get coronary artery disease in less time than it takes to eat half an entree, or your money back. Even the salads are suspiciously shiny, and the triple delux bacon chili cheeseburger is known for
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His shirt is too turquoise and too big, and it has 'I flirted with Rorschach and all I got was a lousy black eye' printed on it, with an image of Ror giving a gigantic thumbs up. The Nexus store has the best stuff. And those jeans of his. He's had to sew a fabric patch onto the knee, made of felt, with a green iris, and a plum colored pupil, and brown as a picture frame eyelashes, and the pants themselves are tied up with an old curly telephone cord so they won't fall down. He has his arms crossed in front of him self-consciously, looking from side to side at the people around (God, he's looking, he sees, he must think he's....) or (don't look don't look don't look) or ( ( ... )
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"I wanna see!" Rico turns around and puts his knees on the seat of the booth, straining to see over the high back. "Oh my gosh he does! Hi Victor!" He waves too, bouncing a little in his seat.
"We're acting like hyperactive puppies."
"I've been told it's adorable. Shut up."
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"You are a public menace. Stop harassing the poor guy, he's just trying to do his job. And looking good yourself, Vic! C'mere and give me a hug." Alexa will stand up and give a ferociously fantastic hug.
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