Text to Adrienne & Laurie

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Back in the country. Got in earlier today but accidentally got swept up into things. Promise I am alive and uninjured. Am lacking male Irish-type counterparts, sorry Laurie.

Comments

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Do you have a souvenir for me?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

No. I wasn't working remember?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

You said there were people pointing guns at you. Therefore, bad guys, yes? And you also said the next bad guy you met you'd sever a finger for me. I'm so disappointed.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Did not. Said it was for a specific bad guy and if I came across HIM I would. Still have text in phone. Can show you for proof.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I still have shirt I was wearing when we went to Harry's and discussed it and I whined about my souvenir and you said 'next bad guy I meet will be less one finger, which I will wrap with a bow and deliver to you in a jewelry box.' I can show you for proof. But not really cuz it's not visual to anyone else. But we can get Nate to read my mind as I'm doing the reading if you want verification.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I said that, huh? Oops? They weren't really bad guys, though. Just enemies. There's a difference.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

You're just trying to shirk your responsibilities with technicalities, Miss. I do not appreciate it.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I'll make it up to you?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I'm listening...

You also owe me ten dollars, by the way. Or ten of something else that you were going to bet me.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Wait, what bet are you claiming I lost?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

The bet we had the night you left. Amanda came out with us, so you owe me ten of something.
Oh, also? I forgot to warn you last night. The blonde new girl, Lil, may turn and run when she sees you.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Right. Sorry, when a flight gets over about eight hours my brain turns to mush. Two 18 hr flights within a week? Soup for brains. Technically you get to name your prize. Run from me? Great! Why though?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I will start thinking of prizes then. Is Daniel out of circulation or is he still going to be around?
She thinks we're a couple and I've sort of encouraged it because it's fun but I may have joked that I wanted to screw her and invite you to join in. Then I may have said that I don't want to share you. Also implied that if she injured me during sex you would possibly break her in half. She is straight and got very uncomfortable- hence fun- but just in case she's nervous around you that's maybe why.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Daniel may have been found by Jean-Paul, but he, as a person, is my creation. His personality is mine so unless I shelf him he's not going anywhere. Are you going to make me wear him and model for photographs in very skimpy underwear as your prize? Because that's low, man. Why do I get the feeling everyone thinks we're dating? That's okay, I can play possessive girlfriend. Gives me more excuses to try to perfect my death glare.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

No, no modeling. I know you aren't comfortable with that. Maybe dinner? It would do a hell of a lot for my public image to be seen out to dinner with a man. And this way I don't have to feel like I'm exploiting you for asking you to help me with my image, because you owe me for misjudging Amanda's desire to hang out with us. One dinner, though, not ten. Well Lil thinks we're dating because you started talking about making babies with me in her journal.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Well she takes things too literally. I have no desire to make babies with you. Practice could be fun though. ;) Dinner with Daniel, deal. When?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Tomorrow night?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

You're on. I'll have to break out the suit for this one, huh?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Unless there are nude restaurants in New York I am unaware of.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Maybe there's a business opportunity there for you.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I can see hygiene issues to this endeavour...

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Eh, point. Nudist bar?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

You want to go to one or you want me to buy and run one?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

The latter. I'm not much for exhibitionism.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

So you want me to buy this place but you won't go there? And, what is my incentive to do this, then?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I'll go, but I'm keeping my clothes on. I'll take my clothes off for you later when you can have the view to yourself?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't be a nudist bar where people can keep their clothes on. That's odd. The nudists would feel ogled by you uptight non-nude types. Everyone would have to strip as they came in the door. That would be the rule.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Alas, then I am not going to your nudist bar. I suppose Daniel could. Maybe.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I think I was trying to say that I wouldn't open up a nudist bar if you weren't going to participate.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Guess we'll have to find other ways for you to get me naked.

Text to Morgan

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Aww. I was looking forward to terrorising cute Irish guys. I managed to stay awake all day today. I'm terribly proud of myself.

Text to Laurie

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Sorry, love. They're on the job still. I nearly had Ea convinced to come out when the job is done, too.