#47 - [accidental video/action]

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen is at his usual spot in the kitchen at The Blue Light today, apron and baseball cap on. He's working fairly quickly, chopping vegetables and periodically checking a few pots on the stove and something in the oven. The radio is on (not playing Christmas music, thank god) and he's humming along occasionally. What he has failed to notice is

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[totallyinaband]

[Luckily your local friendly Canadian is nearby with one.]

Looking for one of these?

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[totallyinaband]

[Stephen's hands flail awkwardly for several moments before he finds her shoulders and pushes back. He is BRIGHT red right now. Thanks, lady.]

Uh, yeah. Your welcome.

[withloadedguns]

[So this is the Blue Light, huh? Everyone talks about it on the Network. It's different from his usual places. It's not really to his liking. Not completely. But he's up in the City today and, well, thirst knows no location. Hence the beer.]

[ooc: I tried to resist, but I failed.]

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen comes out of the kitchen to bring someone else their lunch when he notices Cowboy smoldering in a corner.]

Hey man.

[withloadedguns]

[A familiar face--that's something.]

Hello.

[totallyinaband]

[Collecting some glasses while he's over here.]

Haven't seen you here before.

[sitaronthewater]

[Demyx has had a long day of stalking people scientific observation social note-taking stalking people. So he figures he might as well drop in on Stephen. Plus, food! He goes over to that window near the counter where he usually speaks to him.] Stephen?

[totallyinaband]

Hey, man. Staying out of trouble?

[sitaronthewater]

Yeah? [Blink. Confused for a moment, but he shakes it off.] How're you?

[totallyinaband]

Fine. You want anything to eat.