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[a1enzo]

[OOC: sometime during the first stage of the bearplot]

Enzo is in from Amity Park today; Dani needed some sidekick-type help earlier, and now she’s back at the library and dinner isn’t for a while yet. “Hey, Bar. I could do with a snack. Dunno what I’m in the mood for, though.”

And then, those words whose risk-reward ratio in Milliways would require some very complex graphing indeed:

“Surprise me.”

A sample of some kind of fruit tart appears in front of him. He tries it.

“Okay, that’s… surprising. Seems like kind of an acquired taste… uh… oog, hang on, I think I need the bathroom…”

A few minutes later, a particularly large male bear emerges from the restroom; his words come out as a roar, of course, but the pattern of emphasis is still that of That is NOT what I MEANT!

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[hey35andholding]

There may or may not be some chuckling happening here.

Clem walked through her door at the least opportune time and well.

So. Giggling. So much giggling.

[a1enzo]

If by the least opportune time, you mean a bear emerging from the men's room and roaring at the Bar, then... that's fair.

The roaring continues, along with some very unbearlike gesticulating with one forepaw; the other is held carefully to keep a pair of rings balanced on one claw. He had enough trouble not losing or damaging them during the transformation.

[hey35andholding]

Does it help that she's kinda stoned right now?

'Cause she's kinda stoned right now.

"Woah, uh...Yellowstone's back that way, man." She stops and blinks in confusion. "Um...whatt've you go there?" she takes a step forward, which is not something she'd normally be brave enough to do.

[a1enzo]

It might, actually.

The bear turns toward her. It makes more noises, though not as angry-sounding as the ones directed at Bar—still deeply frustrated, though—and gestures with its free paw at Bar, at itself, and at the paw with the rings.

The thinner band is newer, but the larger one is of a distinctive design which has been worn by a certain sprite for more than four years.

[hey35andholding]

The rings catch her eye - shiny things often do.

"Huh...weird...that looks like Enzo's ring." Her eyes widened. "Oh my GOD you ate Enzo!"

[a1enzo]

The bear—which has purple eyes—gives her a Look, shakes its head, and gestures emphatically at itself.

[hey35andholding]

"You...are Enzo?" She tilts her head at him. "What did you to cause Bar to wreck karmatic vengeance on you?"

[a1enzo]

He rolls his eyes and flings his paws wide in a well, I don't know! gesture, then frantically clamps one paw over the other as he nearly sends the rings flying.

[hey35andholding]

"Woah, watch the paws, man!" though to be fair to Enzo, he's not even remotely close enough to her to strike her. "Do you want me to hold those for you before they end up in someone's drink?" she asks, eyes lighting upon the rings.

[a1enzo]

Enzo hesitates for a moment, then nods and holds out his paw.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine takes the ring.

Carefully. And gently.

"I'll stick it in my favorite hiding place." She shoves it down her bra, naturally.

[a1enzo]

Enzo roars straight in her face. Try again, Clem.

[hey35andholding]

"Hey, easy!" She's somehow cowering and not; very Clem. "Look, I used to be a champion charades player. Give me the number of words and tell me where you wanan go with this."

[a1enzo]

Enzo facepaws while holding the other paw up in a give me a moment gesture...

Then he grunts and gestures from both sides of his neck down to the middle of his chest, where a necklace might hang.

[hey35andholding]

Ohh, OK.

That's easier, at least.

"You want me to take the necklace?"

[a1enzo]

Enzo shakes his head and taps his chest. Then he points at Clem and twiddles his paws in a gesture which hopefully indicates tying.

[hey35andholding]

"Oh!! Tie it around your neck?" Well, Clem's catching on.

[a1enzo]

The bear nods emphatically.

[hey35andholding]

This takes some kind of doing; even when he's a sprite, he is much taller than Clem. She eventually climbs - with much cursing - onto a bar stool and ties the thong securely around his neck.

[a1enzo]

Enzo could go down on all fours, of course, but frankly, Clem's struggles are amusing him, and he needs that right now.

Once she's done, he gives the rings a cautious tug with a claw, but the cord holds. He makes a noise that he hopes conveys gratitude. At least he doesn't have to worry about that anymore.

[hey35andholding]

If he were a sprite, she would ruffle his hair just to annoy him for that.

"You're welcome, Enzo-bear. Which is what I'm gonna call you forever now."

DEAL WITH IT, ENZO.

[a1enzo]

Enzo-bear makes a sort of low howling noise. Nooooo…

[hey35andholding]

Their friendship has never been besmirched by dignity, why should it be now? "Oh, calm down! Dani will probably think it's cute! Probably!"

Maybe!

[a1enzo]

Enzo-bear looks at the Door, paws at his rings hanging from their cord, and makes another mournful noise, more serious this time. He can't go home like this! Seriously, he probably can't even work the doorknob.

[hey35andholding]

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" Clem tucks her hands against her hips and faces him down. "You could come with me to Reno. I could probably get you a job with Circus Circus but I think they've got all the bears they need."

[a1enzo]

Enzo-bear shakes his head, then sits and rests his chin muzzle on the bartop with a truly enormous sigh.

[hey35andholding]

"Aww, stay frosty, big guy. Would you like some head scratches?" Well, at this point why not?

[a1enzo]

He rolls his eyes (who knew bears could do that?), but after a moment makes a noise that, while not exactly an outright yes, manages to convey that he would not object strenuously, if that is what she feels like doing.

(Yes, please.)

[hey35andholding]

Clem obliges with a smirk. A very tiny smirk, but a smirk.

"Well, you don't quite feel like you," she observes. "But you're still Enzo. Cosmically."

[a1enzo]

Enzo again rolls the eyes which are the main physical evidence of that fact, and snorts. He knows he's him, thank you very much.

It's not the fact that he's a bear that's a problem. He transforms all the time. He's been rebooting in Games since he was little, to say nothing of the digimat and now living in two worlds merged into a single apartment. He's fine with transforming.

He'd just like to have some say in the matter, or a clue as to how or when it'll be over.

He's not in control here.

Expressing that is well beyond his ursine charades capability, though.

[hey35andholding]

Hey, this is Clem trying to be comforting. It's as close to nice as she gets most of the time.

It definitely sucks, though! That much she gets.