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[heatherandsteel]

Summer always seems to bring with it too many productions of A Midsummer Night's Dream, Quentin's found one on the television and he can't decide whether to be insulted or horrified by this one that has everyone in suits.

It seems to be missing the point and he's started tossing popcorn at the screen every time a fairy is on stage. He's in a Real Life Disney Prince t-shirt, jeans and his pointed ears are visible under his bronze hair. Soon he's going to need to get more popcorn because he doesn't understand all the weird ideas mortals have about Fae. Tinkerbell is almost better than this, at least she's powerful.

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato doesn't so much sit as he does lean down to rest on the back of the couch, just behind Quentin.

(He -- approves of the t-shirt. Catch him at your local end-of-time bar never admitting that out loud.)

"... Is this Shakespeare? Sounds like Shakespeare."

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin turns as a piece of popcorn hits Oberon's face, "Yes, its meant to be a Midsummer Night's Dream but its so boring."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Midsummer Night's Dream is always boring, Q," Yamato says, just a little wryly. "It's not even one of the cool everyone-dies-by-the-end Shakespeare plays."

[heatherandsteel]

"No, its not. I mean its kind of too nice at some parts but I like it. Its exactly as petty and weird as we can be,"

He tugs on Yamato's arm to make him sit closer.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato still doesn't exactly sit, but he does lean down a little more, in a casual resting-on-the-couch movement, dangling his arms over Quentin's shoulders.

"I'd prefer it if there was at least one giant robot fight. There's a total lack of them in Shakespeare's work," he jokes, although his voice barely lifts from its usual tone. "Which bit are you at?"

[heatherandsteel]

"Everyone's with the wrong person and Oberon's starting to realize what a mess he's made. Giant robot fights are fun, we can find that next. How are you doing?"

Quentin leans back to end up more in Yamato's arms.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I'm doing okay. Had some trouble with Infected a few days ago, but it's fine."

As Quentin leans back, Yamato settles his chin, just lightly, on top of his head.

"If you get to the end of this movie, I might be able to arrange seeing a better one at a cinema. In my world. If you felt like it."

awkward asking out on a date attempt go.

[heatherandsteel]

"Was anyone hurt? That'd be nice," His ears go a touch pink at being asked on a date date.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Just the Infected. They were mostly old friends, but -- I know all of them would've preferred dying over rampaging around without their minds."

Except maybe Bakemon.

Seeing Quentin's ears go pink makes him blush a little himself. "Full disclosure, price of admission is helping me clean up Koushiro's office, because I'm the best b -- er. I'm the best friend."

An attempt was made to say the 'b' word, but that attempt failed.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi watches the young man throwing the little yellowy white things at the screen as often as he eats them. They must be food but he seems happy to waste it. Maybe the ones he's throwing are off?

Kyber also seems interested in the little fluffy falling things. There's a little ginger and white kitten chasing Quentin's thrown popcorn around the floor.

"Um, excuse me? Do you know if those are safe for cats?"

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin smiles when the kitten comes over as a rat picks up some of the popcorn and talks to the kitten,

"Probably not to eat but its a good toy. Be careful with those, they're pretty big."

[imthepilot]

Kyber is still skittish around the rats but he touches his whiskered nose against the rats as they talk. Bodhi watches on with almost parental worry.

"That is it called, the food?"

[heatherandsteel]

"Its popcorn with some oil and spices and on it," He offers the bowl to Bodhi to try what he has left of it.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods his thanks and takes a couple of pieces, keeping an eye on Kyber who is now following the rat around, chasing bits of popcorn as the rat tries to clean them up.

He bites into one and makes a face. "Oh! I wasn't expecting it to be crunchy."

[heatherandsteel]

"Yes, that's part of what's nice, its crunchy and easy to eat," Quentin grins at the rat and cat chasing.

[imthepilot]

"And salty too. I can see how they would make a good treat. As long as you had enough to drink to go with it."

Bodhi's just about to call the cat back when he realises the rat his throwing popcorn for the kitten to chase. As long as they're playing happily.

[heatherandsteel]

"Yes, I had a soda going,"

On the television, Puck is doing his final speech and Quentin tosses popcorn at him.

[skepticgirl1]

It's Shakespeare. Awesome.

The purposeful, rapid steps behind Quentin slow to a stop as Lois realizes what's on screen. Very cool. She watches for a few moments in silence.

And then, with all the weight of profound judgment:

"Huh. Could be better. Like, a few miles better. But I've seen worse."

Thus Spaketh Lois Lane.

[heatherandsteel]

He turns and offers her the popcorn, "So have I. How can you do a Dream and not have any style at all?"

[skepticgirl1]

Her bag is slung off her shoulder and over the back of the seat next to him. Lois follows with actual control; she's just barely old enough, at thirteen, not to go climbing over seats.

Well, not all the time.

"Nah, there's totally minimalist productions out there. I guarantee you it's possible. It's the talent, not the window dressing. I mean, good window dressing helps. At least some variation would be nice, sure. I just hope Puck's not in a suit jacket, that's a costuming decision up there with bunny ears."

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin shifts to give her space,

"Of course, style doesn't mean window dressings, it means that Oberon should feel like a king not a bored businessman."

[skepticgirl1]

"Oh, sure." She reaches out to snag a handful of popcorn, waving down a waitrat as she does. "At least Dream it's not so hard to just have a costume style and not need to make quite so believable a setting in a lot of ways. It's not like Much Ado, where there's all the politics and who's-who that make shifting eras trickier. Doable, though!"

She grins. There's one that just came out and she loves it.

"Nothing really makes up for bad acting, though. Has anything gone right?"

[heatherandsteel]

"No, and I mean its always going to be missing major parts because its an idea of us. The lovers aren't too bad, Hermia has good comic timing, but Puck's too ordinary,"

That's making those scenes a little better.

[skepticgirl1]

"Tell me Demetrius is at least as much of a total jerk as he is in the script. I hate when they don't get that right.

She blinks as a waitrat comes over and she orders a malted strawberry milkshake and some fries. Yamato introduced her to the milkshakes here. She is ruined.

"What do you mean, Puck's ordinary? At least Oberon and Titania can sort of make sense, with married couple arguing about sort-of-maybe-cheating. Puck is just completely with the fairy thinking."

Popcorn chomp.

And then it sinks in. "Us?" Oh. Huh. Apparently there are fairies in Milliways. Neat.

[heatherandsteel]

"Yes, he's a jerk. I know, its insulting, he looks bored,"

Quentin gestures at his ears, he knows Milliways has everyone but sometimes he thinks people don't look that close.