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[moresexthanme.livejournal.com]

Another night, another rejection. Another evening spent reading a book on spiders.

Poor Winnifred.

At this rate, the only thing it looks like he has going for him is that he showed up here tonight.

Might as well get a drink.

[ooc: Okay, he's gone now. As am I. Time for bed!]

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[moresexthanme.livejournal.com]

"(Enter name of some fairly large university here)"

Mmmm, margarita.

Not very talkative, is he.

[grumpywordsmith.livejournal.com]

What the hell are those green things in his drink? Wait--is that the camera? No. Dammit. Just a reflection.

Toby keeps eye-ing the back of the bar suspiciously.

"Oh, you go there? Got a student loan for it? You know it's the Democrats who keep those going."

What the hell are you doing? Because, yeah, that's just what the Party needs, a big donation of carrots.

So, uh, Winnifred. Entomology. You ever consider changing the name to 'Bugs Bunny'?"

[moresexthanme.livejournal.com]

"I hate you."

And he's gone.

[grumpywordsmith.livejournal.com]

Watching him leave, Toby shrugs and yells,

"What? Was it something I said?"