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~Yeah. I miss it.~

It is amazing the things we take for granted until we can no longer do so. I meant alcohol, specifically, but... I do think I would miss drinking in general.

[Someone might already be just a tad tipsy. And, seeing as he's German, that means he's already drunk quite a bit.]

You must always be made the designated driver. That would be no fun.

~You don't even notice 'alf of wot you wind up missing.

I do. But it's alright. You want another round?~

More truth ain't never been spoke.

I would love another round, mein freund. Something German brewed, if you please. In this case I am afraid I must insist that the best alcohol comes from my homeland. I know it is a controversial topic, but.

[His tail is curling around in elaborate loops and twirls and swirls.]

[Hang on. English is his fourth (fifth?) language, but he thinks... If... "More truth ain't" would translate to "More truth hasn't". but then "never been spoke" would turn into... So... Double negative? Was that what that meant? Did they cancel each other out?

...He was too tipsy to care.]

Remy! Wonderful to see you. Would you like to drink with me? I have the good stuff, imported from Germany.

[Don't think too hard about Remy's Grammar, Kurt. It is inconsistent at best and a bastardization most of the time. He will insist it's perfectly correct Cajun.]

I wont turn down a drink. Any particular occasion?

[Kurt likes Remy in large part because he's just as much of a showman as himself--although his German accent, he can't help but feel, is just a little more attractive to women than Remy's Southern one... He slides a chilled beer bottle over.]

There should never have to be an "occasion" to enjoy good beer, mein freund. But I do find myself feeling particularly elevated at the moment. So many new adventures to be had, new friends to make, new enemies to defeat... How could one not be excited?

[He's rambling off down a rabbit trail slightly.]

It is. But only when it’s with good company. It’s not as fun when you’re drinking alone to relieve stress and cope with the everyday and not-so-everyday shit life ihas a way of dumping on you.

That is depressing. Here, do not drink alone. Drink with me! It is good beer, German.

[Here, he offers her a beer with a slightly tipsy grin.]

[She takes the beer and sips it] I can’t tell the difference between good Beer and better Beer you know. It might be wasted on me.

Good beer is never wasted when drunk with friends.

[Kurt truly believes that, obviously]

Things have not been going well for you lately, I take it?

No... no things are okay. For once. I’m just being awful for no reason.

How are You doing? You seem happy.

I am glad to hear it!

[He grins, pouring himself a fresh mug of beer with his tail. Not even looking. Showoff.]

I am happy! There is so much going on-- so many adventures to be had! The world is wide and open, there are new people to meet, new evils to thwart! How could you not be excited about it?

[I.e. He's having a good day and wanted a drink. Who needs more to have a small celebration?]

Lorna’s too pragmatic to be cheerful about thwarting evil. Like anyone associated with the x-clan She does get some satisfaction at kicking ass but she’s also always wanted a peaceful life without all the adventuring. No such luck though. She sips her drink and raises an eyebrow at him slightly.

“You haven’t forgotten we’re pretty much hated across the planet, right?”

Until you're so drunk that you drive Scooter's stolen Lambo into a tree.

~I won't argue that, mate.~

[He goes to the bar and soon returns with a fresh pint.]

~Right, there we are. So you celebrating or wot?~

[Kurt chuckles.]

Well, yes. But things are getting better, slowly but surely. Change is hard for most to accept.

[He's in an optimistic mood at the moment. The fact that he's a happy drunk helps.]

Besides, hated is a strong word. Feared is more accurate, I think. Which leads to hatred in some, to be sure.

He is a tad protective of his machinery. Like Logan with his motorcycle.

[Kurt offers her a bottle of beer.]

Would you like to drink with me? I will make sure we stay away from anything that requires keys to operate.

You do not need an occasion to appreciate good beer.

[He happily pours himself a fresh glass.]

Mostly, though, I find myself in a positive mood--which is enough cause for celebration in and of itself. How have you been?

Are they getting better? It feels like things are getting worse...

[She sips at her drink watching him over the rim of the glass]

I’m not sure. I’m Not sure it matters though. The result is the same. [Soffy Kurt. Not as cheerful company as you were probably hoping for]

Things are getting better, though it may not seem like it. Believe me, Lorna. things are always improving.

[He doesn't mind that she's not cheerful. He knows that Lorna has had a difficult life, to put it mildly.]

[It is nice to have his optimism though] So what you're sayig is that I've been spending too much time Doom and Gloom time with Magneto.

Mmm, perhaps just a hair or two. [Magneto did tend to have a... dour view about most things. He had good reason, of course. Life hadn't been kind to him.] I think it would do him good to relax every now and then.

[Congratulations, Kurt. You have legitimately made her laugh.]

It really would. But you know he absolutely wont. Not in our lifetime anyway.