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[orangetoughguy]

Okay picture this: Bill Murray. He's made up like a zombie or whatever but who the hell cares? It's Bill fuckin' Murray and some guy who looks like a rough neck drifter Woody Boyd. Toking up. Together. Playing Ghostbusters.

With me. With motherfuckin' me.

I gotta sleep after car bombs and cereal bars again.

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[orangetoughguy]

[Errrrybody harshin' his amazing Ghostbusters boner.]

Shit man if that's the case you got lucky with just a glass in the kitchen.

[boutant]

[ No fun allowed. ]

I know.

[ Considering what the memory was, considering the fact that she still aches from the echoes of a curse, she definitely knows.

Time to change the subject! ]

Have you seen Eames at all today?

[orangetoughguy]

[He's about ready to pry into her ordeal a little more but then she mentions his bro.]

No, why he ain't crept in your room lately?

[boutant]

He only did that once. [ Pause. ] As far as I know.

But no, I haven't seen him all day.

[orangetoughguy]

The guy can take care of himself you know?

[He's got a drinking date with Eames tonight, making a mental note to give the girl an update when he shows...cause Freddy is pretty sure Eames wouldn't stand him up...]

[boutant]

I know.

[ She sighs, running her uninjured hand through her hair before letting it fall, tapping it against her device in a nervous gesture. ]

Just... Keep an eye out, okay?

[orangetoughguy]

Anyway he's the last person you should be worrying about. You went to the hospital for that right?

[boutant]

[ In all honestly, the thought hadn't even crossed her mind. ] No. Arthur took care of it.

[orangetoughguy]

Argyle's a nurse too? Damn.

[boutant]

He's good with a pair of tweezers.

[orangetoughguy]

You gotta get shit plucked out of your hand and you're worried about Mary Poppins?

Wait I get it. You don't want him to know.

[boutant]

It was glass. It's not like I got shot or something. [ Oh. God, no, Ariadne, don't think about Saito's blood. ]

Why do you call him Mary Poppins, anyway?

[orangetoughguy]

I'll give you that, don't ever got shot.

[That's the voice of experience talking but anyway moving on to Mary Poppins.] A friend of mine coined it, don't ask me why. You want one too?

[boutant]

Is that common around here? [ She was stabbed once, though. Oops. ]

I'm a little terrified of what will happen if I say "yes".

[orangetoughguy]

You know for all the shit I've been through I gotta say it ain't.

[Trying bleeding from a bullet to the stomach for the whole movie hours.]

Names don't work that way, Frenchy.

[boutant]

Small favors.

[ No thank you, she's good with staying in one piece. ]

"Frenchy"? Is that really the best you can do?

[orangetoughguy]

You think you can do better?

[boutant]

I know I can.

[orangetoughguy]

Names in French don't count.

[boutant]

I can do more than speak French, you know.

[orangetoughguy]

You tellin' me you got more skill than drawing buildings?

[This is how Freddy casually gets information about errrrybody.]

[boutant]

Do you have more skill than coming up with terrible nicknames?

[ He'll have to compete with her curiosity for the privilege. ]

[orangetoughguy]

I fix cars and I can name every single planet the Fantastic Four's ever been to.

[He likes him a challenge, especially with little girls. Nevermind that they're only 5 years apart.]

[boutant]

[ Call her a little girl outloud and she'll hurt you. She's at crotch-mangling height. ]

You sound way too proud of that last fact.

[ Don't mind her not answering your question. ]

[orangetoughguy]

Don't piss on the Fantastic Four, at least I'm proud of something.

[Poke and prod, but really it also keeps her talking about stuff that's not her hand because he does read the network and if it were him he'd want to talk about anything else but his accident.]