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[andproud]

This time, Raven marches into the Bar, sans her brother.

A napkin appears to greet her moments later.

"Really?" Beat. "Sure I will."


Specials
Mai Tai
Manhattan
Margarita

(And then a little further down - )

Blue Colada

It is her favorite color, after all.

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[andproud]

"Some things never do change," she says, with a tiny sigh.

She's torn between a smile and something of an incredulous look at the mention, though.

"Are those two things related at all?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X considers that question.

A dubious expression settles in on her face.

"I think his jokes would still be stupid even if his power was different."

Unfortunately.

[andproud]

She has a really good pun lined up, and she's tempted to use it, but she curbs the urge.

"Yeah, that usually doesn't make much of a difference."

[cutting_edgex23]

X looks cautiously intrigued. (Or: curious.)

"You know people like that, too?"

Whether she means the kind with dumb jokes or the kind make of rock is anybody's guess.

[andproud]

"Well, a sense of humor can't usually be helped."

Charles, for example, thinks he's clever - and he is, in the traditional sense.

His jokes, on the other hand, usually leave her groaning more than laughing.

[cutting_edgex23]

"I think it is good to have one," X says.

She used to be without, but time and exposure (thanks, Duo) have given her one.

It may not be as terrible as Santo's, but it's pretty close.

"Even if it is stupid."

[andproud]

"You definitely can't take it for granite."

Okay, so maybe she can't resist after all.

[cutting_edgex23]

Silence falls.






X's eyes get a little bit wider as the pun hits home.

Then --

"Your sense of humor is terrible, too?"

Oh, the mutant-ity.

[andproud]

"Only sometimes."

That's what she likes to think, at least.

X may have a different opinion, but she's entitled to that, of course.

Raven hides a grin, looking down at the soupy remains of her ice cream.

[cutting_edgex23]

"That is okay," X offers, leaning forward to take another sip of her root beer float.

"I do not mind."

If she is smiling, it is almost entirely hidden behind the glass and the accompanying straw.