IC CONTACT | Mask or Menace

[animated]

"Hey, you've reached Charlie Maxwell. Leave me a message. Or just text me. I might get back to you faster that way."

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[animated]

I didn't mean to speak ill of a friend of yours like that.

... But seriously, I haven't had a household object turn on me yet so.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Sagely, ] They're planning a coup.

Can I have your stuff when they overthrow you?

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Wow. Thanks for having my back, Peter.

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Hey, man. I'm not a magician like you -- battling plates and forks and mops is totally out of my league.

[animated]

Ah, the mighty Star-Lord. Bested by tableware and cleaning supplies.

[nostalgiabomb]

Always. They're my greatest foe, and I'm man enough to admit it.

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I'l be sure to keep you away from Beauty and the Beast, then.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 1991, alas. ]

--That's the fairytale, right? Big ugly guy falls in love with a hot chick?

[animated]

Yeah. It was made into a Disney movie in the early 90's. There's talking dinnerware, so you had better keep your distance.

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[ His face pinches in a look of distaste. ]

Blugh. That one's definitely not goin' on the list.

Speaking of -- I tracked down a copy of Singin' in the Rain, if you were still interested.

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In all seriousness, it should go on the list because it's amazing. [ It occurs to him that Peter missed the entire Disney renaissance and that is a tragedy. He makes a mental note to remedy that ]

Did you really? I'm definitely in.

[nostalgiabomb]

Good. Next question then.

[ And now he turns, propping an elbow on the counter as he leans in. His voice is low when he speaks, his smile crooked. ]

My place or yours?

[ they are both, in fact, terrible options. ]

[animated]

I'm going to answer your question with one of my own: How many roommates do you have and how likely are they to be home?

[nostalgiabomb]

Three. Teenagers -- so who the hell knows.

[animated]

I've got four. Well, five if you count the dog.

Sooo, your place is probably the better bet.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ but... the dog........ ]

Why, Charles, why the concern? Worried someone might interrupt our movie-watching?

[animated]

You do remember the part where Ken and Bull like to spar in the living room, right?

[nostalgiabomb]

-- They're still doin' that? And Ken hasn't been skewered yet?

... Huh. Good for the kid.

[animated]

So far I haven't had to call a healer or take anyone to the hospital, so I consider that a win.

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[ He tilts his head, lips pursing as if impressed. ]

My place it is, then, once we've finished up.

[ And not for the first time, he thinks how sorely he needs a place of his own. ]

[animated]

Sounds like a plan to me. One of these days I'll have to introduce you to a newer movie in return.

[nostalgiabomb]

Careful there, Maxwell. Might just hold you to that.

[ Assuming, of course, that this night doesn't end horribly and awkwardly. ]

[animated]

[ Dryly, ] Oh no. Darn. How dreadful. I take it back.

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[ He shrugs his shoulders. ]

Probably for the best, man. You don't wanna be throwin' those invitations out there, in case you've gotta honor 'em.

[animated]

Ah, when will I ever learn.

But really, I like hanging out with you. I'd think that was obvious by now.