orangetoughguy | phone post

[ Of course he would say that. Of course. And of course her complexion is light enough that a blush is easily noticeable; she could blame it on the cold, maybe, but she's definitely more red than she was a second ago. ]

You nearly found out firsthand. [ She never thought she'd be the one to bring up the mistletoe curse first, and yet here she is, doing just that. ]

[Uh. He's actually kind of stunned. Did she just own up to it? Is that what it really is? Uh. Oh shit he's been standing near the cart for a moment now, barely noticing it because this mark on Ariadne is more interesting.]

Congratulations.

[Wow. That sounded pretty dumb, Newendyke.]

[ It didn't occur to her that saying he nearly found out how sensitive her neck is could, in fact, basically say "yes there is a hickey on my neck, ace detective skills". It has now though, of course, and thank god she isn't drinking anything or she'd choke on it. ]

That's not what I meant.

[ Quickly, too quickly, but she's quite possibly screwed if Arthur finds out and might as well just go jump off a building if Cobb finds out. ]

[He opens his mouth to say something...then decides against it. Food first. One chili cheese dog here. He waits for Ariadne to order too. See, Freddy can have some tact. Nevermind how this guy at the cart probably thinks they're together but experiencing temporary rifts in the relationship.]

[ Small favors. She orders her own chili cheese dog, plus those fries she asked about, and then pays up. When she does, she makes sure to fix the guy at the cart with a Look -- no thoughts about how Orange should have paid, please and thank you. She'd wear the pants in the relationship, if there was one, anyway. ]

[Don't mess with the pint sized blueprint princess. That's what that look says. Away from the cart now, he takes a bite before he starts talking again. Yes, with his mouth semi-stuffed.]

So what d'you mea'?

[Sorry Ariadne, he doesn't drop trails so easily.]

[ That look is now turning into one that's somewhere between disgusted, amused, and somewhat fond. ]

Didn't we have a conversation about chewing with your mouth shut? I think not talking with your mouth full is included in that.

[ She's just going to ignore the question. Yup. ]

[SWALLOW. Girl oughta know better about the capabilities of this here Mr. Orange's mouth. Of course she doesn't. She doesn't even know he's off the market.]

So what do you mean that ain't what you meant? What is it?

[ She has a hunch. Her hunches are usually right. Good enough for her. ]

What's what? All I said is that my neck is sensitive.

[ Arthur, any time you could talk to Eames about those lying lessons, it would be appreciated. Going to start on that chili dog now. ]

What are you embarrassed? Afraid you're gonna go into anaphylactic shock next time?

[He's still a tiny bit skeptical about what it is, but the more color she turns the more he's convinced he's on the right track.]

Next time...?

[ It's probably not the safest response, all things considered, but she's flustered. Poor girl; no one's thought to inform her that Orange does this for a living. ]

[Geeze no treat for using a big college word? Well okay so he knows it because he got some EMT training with his police training but still. Who expects Mr. Orange to know the word anaphylactic? Anyway, he's noticing her reaction but pushes forward a little more.]

Well you liked it, right? I hope you liked it enough to get one.

[Because of her evasiveness he's going to talk as if she's already confirmed what it is. It doesn't occur to Freddy that maybe she didn't want it and that's why she's being evasive. Oops.]

[ She knows Orange is smarter than he looks and acts sometimes, so no, no treats for big words.

But he's not going to stop pushing (unfortunately), so she squares her shoulders. Deep breath. ]

It was fantastic, you should see the other guy, and so on. Happy now? Because if you tell any of my housemates, you're going to have to do a lot more than offering to buy lunch and losing at baseball to pay me back.

[Er. He wonders what her housemates have to do with this and if it's because of what he thinks well then he ought to tell Ariadne something about two of those housemates. Maybe the poor girl is in denial.]

Why the big fuckin' secret?

[That's a start. God he hopes she doesn't say because she's dating Argyle.]

It's not any of their business.

[ Because she'll be warned, if not outright scolded. Eames doesn't care who she has sex with as long as that's all it is (as far as he knows), but the others might not be so welcoming -- especially Cobb. It would make them think she wants to stay. She doesn't let herself think about whether or not that's true. ]

Besides, youngest and only girl. If one of them decides I need to be protected... [ Eyeroll. ]

[Om nom nom on this hot dog.]

Newsflash, if you wanna keep the youngest and only girl card up your sleeve you gotta take what comes with it.

[ie. their protective nature.]

[ Have a hand waving at you, complete with french fries. ]

I can't help that that's the way it worked out. What do you suggest I do, get a sex change?

[ ... please don't say yes, Freddy. ]

Considering who you live with...

[That's a joke, Ariadne, but Freddy's already regretting his words because again he doesn't know she already knows and this would be the worst way for them to come out. But, how can she not know? Anyway moving on.]

Sure it ain't their business but if you like the guy why not? You got nothin' to hide right?

What?

[ She has no idea. Good job. ]

It's the fact that we're from different places. If there's an opportunity for all of us to leave, they don't want to be held back because I might actually care about some people here.

Argyle and Paisley?

[Ooooooooooookay nevermind about that. Again, moving on. It's Freddy's turn to be evasive.] I think that ship's kinda sailed. I mean what're you gonna do with the cats and dog?

Wait-- what about them?

[ She'll continue the conversation, but she's not going to let him go without filling her in as to what Eames and Arthur are doing. ]

Well, Rhada is Yusuf's cat from home, apparently. I don't know about the others, though -- it probably doesn't matter to them as much.

[Um. Okay. So.]

They got a dog, don't they? [He's talking about them.] Do they treat it like it's their adopted kid?

[ They got a dog. ]

Well, Arthur adores him. I'm not sure about Eames...

[ Just. Looking at you, Orange. Trying to figure out what is going on here, and when she looks at people like this, it's intent. Those doe eyes are gone -- she looks more like some sort of cat. ]

[Well Newendyke, can't say you didn't try. He shoves the rest of the hot dog into his mouth then shrugs.]

I's pro'ly none o'muh busineh anywah.

[Gee, Freddy, you think? And yes he's noticed the look she's giving him.]

[ :| ]

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