Act 2, Scene 46 - We will rock you

[speeding]

Hey Seven,

Wanna go out?

- Dash

[Edited in. Kind of squished to the side.]

HEY GAI. IS BELL A GENTLEMAN? Y/N?

Comments

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

[ yes, definitely sold on her own theory of his level of boredom. ]

I vote picnic.

[ Least date like setup in her... mind... THIS LOGIC IS NOT FLAWED. ]

[speeding]

Soft Pink spring flowers bloom,
Under the great oak we sit,
A picnic for two.

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

what

[speeding]

Poetry. Apparently it's the proper fashion to ask people out these days.

I am not working up to a sonnet ever until the third date.

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

Right.

It's very nice and thank you and if you ever sonnet me I will punch you in the face.

[speeding]

Oh good. That makes this a lot easier.

Do you like flowers? Or will that get me punched too?

Just trying to establish the parameters of our relationship here.

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

[ She feels like she knows so much about flowers it's just -- ]

As long as you don't end up saying "sorry for your loss" in flower language.

That's just bad taste.

[speeding]

What you can say that with flowers? Seriously?

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

You can say almost anything with flowers. Be careful what you bouquet for, and all that.

[speeding]

Seriously? I had no idea.

So what flowers should I get? Knowing my luck I'll probably say like "Yo momma was so fat..." or something.

[seventhspring.livejournal.com]

Go for yellows. Don't worry so much about the flower type, you'll give yourself a headache.

[pimpcoatbankai.livejournal.com]

If you're gonna butcher sonnets like you butcher haiku, do the rest of us a favour and write it somewhere we can't read it.

[speeding]

Oh and I bet you can do better?

[pimpcoatbankai.livejournal.com]

Tch, like I'm gonna tell you that.