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[innameonly]

I'm not leering-- I'm lurking. Capisce?

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[nepharious]

But if you're looking while you're lurking, then you're leering. Or at least peeping!

[cold_as_snow]

If you have to make that distinction aloud, there's very little chance there's an actual one.

[innameonly]

I maintain that you can lurk without leering. 'Leering' implies something lascivious, like you're watching a person dress through their apartment window.

[innameonly]

I don't need to draw a distinction, but aren't you all the more comfortable for my having done so?


[His idea of what constitutes a good way to put others at ease is an interesting one.]

[nepharious]

Oh sure! But lurking is, like...loitering with intent, so I guess it depends on the intent.

[innameonly]

[An amused smile at that.]

My intent is... mostly innocent, I swear.

[cold_as_snow]

Not at all, I just think you're tragically unaware of social standards of behavior.

[innameonly]

[Rather than offended, he looks amused.]

You're very blunt, aren't you? I appreciate that.


Truth be told, I was looking for an opportune moment to introduce myself. [Sticks out a hand.] Adam.

[cold_as_snow]

Especially when it comes to other people's broaches in standard behavior.


[She shakes his hand with her gloved one.] Interesting to meet you, Adam. I'm Mia.

[nepharious]

Well that's alright, then. [a full fledged grin] Is this recreational lurking, or the businessy kind?

/facepalming so hard at this failtacular flirting

[innameonly]

Fair enough. I suppose it has been hundreds of years since I've updated my social niceties, [he says, tossing the truth off like hyperbole.]

So, what brings an elegant personage like yourself to an unfortunate place like this?

[innameonly]

Both, I'd say. You dropped this. [He holds out a small notepad.]

As tempting as it was, I promise I didn't look.

It's highly entertaining.

[cold_as_snow]

That is a little while.

Getting a drink and people watching. What else would a person do here?

Haha I'm glad.

[innameonly]

Well, lurk, for one. [He smiles and raises his eyebrows conspicuously.]

Or dance. Do you, dance?

[nepharious]

Ah! Thank you! [retrieves it, dropping a watch into his palm in the same motion] I think that might be yours?

I appreciate that! Sometimes embarrassing stuff ends up on the grocery lists, y'know.

Makes for good rp

[cold_as_snow]

I do dance. Are you asking me if I want to dance?

[innameonly]

[He glances down at the watch in his palm, surprised. He hadn't even noticed it was gone. Pleased, he goes to fasten it around his wrist again with a quick 'thanks'.]

Like the fact that people actually buy, and eat bologna, yes.

Yep! XD

[innameonly]

Absolutely. [He offers his hand.]

I don't tango [The step that the people on the floor of the club were currently shifting into.] but I'm willing to learn if you are.

;)

[cold_as_snow]

[She accepts his hand again.]

Oh, but I do tango. Quite well.

[nepharious]

[Although she's not 100% sure whether they just mutually lifted each other or if she actually dropped that notebook, she's gratified that he didn't react with suspicion! That's always the best kind of drop.]

Hey now! Who are we to judge people who wanna be on a first-name basis with their rubbery meatlogs? [hums the first few bars of the Oscar Mayer jingle]

[squeak_squeaker]

[Why. Why would you ever. That was probably meant for someone else, but pretty much only Yzma was standing there. YZMA! How much alcohol did you drink, buddy?]

...Huh?