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'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.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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.

[nostalgiabomb]

Obvious? Maybe. Wise? Probably not.

[ He gives Charlie a once over, smirking all the while. ]

I dunno, man. You seem pretty straitlaced, and I'm not exactly the kinda guy you bring home to Mom and Pops. What're you lookin' for, here?

[animated]

This- [ he motions to his... all of him ] -is a carefully cultivated image. I'm going to be around for another... hundred and fifty years or so. I don't want to give people a reason to look twice.

Also, who says I want to bring you home to mom and pops?

[nostalgiabomb]

Oh? Then what exactly am I bringing you home for, Maxwell?

[animated]

Well, I guess that's entirely up to you, isn't it?

[nostalgiabomb]

I'm only usin' you for the wholesome image, tell you the truth. Once this night is over? I'm gonna go out trollin' for some hot little number in skintight leather, covered in piercings.

[animated]

Just what kind of wholesome image are you hoping to project? [ he glances around the bar ] And to whom, for that matter?

[nostalgiabomb]

The kids at the house. Makes me look less intimidating if I show up with someone as guy-next-door as you.

[animated]

Ah. So anything beyond coming over to watch a movie is probably out of the question.

[nostalgiabomb]

Beyond? Sorry, what exactly is there beyond movie watching? Reenactment? More movies?

Kinda lost here, buddy.

[animated]

I was thinking a game of Scrabble.

But you know how crazy those can get, so maybe not.

[nostalgiabomb]

Almost as heated as Monopoly. Man, the fallout from snatching Park Place out from under someone.

[animated]

Monopoly has been known to ruin friendships.

I think the last time I played, Kara set the board on fire.

[nostalgiabomb]

... Your friend must be really serious about gettin' those railroads.

[animated]

Ah, more than anything, I think she was bored. Her boyfriend is a strategist and I'm a puzzle solver and we each take approximately a hundred years on each turn. I don't blame her for incinerating the thing, really.