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Mouse is not looking obscenely cheerful. But he nods hello anyway.

*Brian waves at him cheerfully*

Hey hey!

"Hey. You look... happy." Mouse needs to talk to happy people that aren't Shelley. It's good for him.

That, mate, is because I have been asleep all day and I had good dreams about garden parties and croquet. I'm so bloody english. And also I had chicken kiev for dinner, which could not be more tasty if it sat all day reading '101 ways to be tasty' written by tasty mctasterson.

Mouse grins. ~~Brian: the anti-woe.~~

"Sounds like fun. Real food is always a good thing."

Real food so good. I'm used to, like, supernoodles and soup. And cider. Alliterative diet. How comes you don't eat real food? Student?

"I eat real food now. Didn't before I came here. Uh, not a student. Dead." He shrugs a little awkwardly. "I used to only eat goop."

Sadness. Um, except for the release from goop part. That sounds kinda like a trade up, really.

"Yeah. Of course, it supposedly had 'everything the body needs.'" He does a decent impression of Dozer.

*he raises an eyebrow*

Um. No offense, but nah. Beds're also good. And... recreation.

"That's what I said. Well. I didn't say beds and recreation. ...Sort of."

Recreation is a necessary rest for the healthy mind. Or full time occupation for the slightly off-kilter mind.

"Recreation is a good thing. During my afterlife I plan to... recreate... stuff. Um."

*he leans forward*

That, m'man, sounds like an interesting proposition. What in particular?

He shrugs. "I'd been thinking about a certain program, but, uh..." He gestures to the back of his head. "No plugs. Can't do it."

*he scritches his chin*

So what kind of program'd that be?

Mouse tosses over a certain probably-not-worksafe picture (http://img175.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img175&image=redlady1fz.jpg). It's signed 'XXX The Woman in Red.'

If Brian has seen The Matrix, it's possible that he'll recognize her.

*he looks at it. His eyes widen, and then they narrow, and then he looks at Mouse and grins*

Riiiiight. I get the plug thing now.

*he thinks for a minute*

You've... not met a bloke called Warren, have you?

"We're friends, actually. Warren's cool. Asked me to be in his wedding and everything."

*he snickers quietly to himself*

Let your powers combine... I am CAPTAIN PLANET!

Mouse laughs. "I'm Mouse, by the way. But, uh. You probably already knew that."

Um, kinda, yeah. You're dealing with that pretty well.

I'm Brian.

"Nice meeting with you. And, yeah, it kind of bothers me. But I'm getting over it. I even watched the movie." Which was not really a pleasant experience.

*he boggles slightly*

Wow. Dude, that's brave.

"It was probably not the smartest thing I've ever done."

I dunno. Depends what you found out. I don't reckon I could deal.

"What, you mean deal with being betrayed by somebody who you thought was on your side but ended up selling you out for a steak and a mind-wipe?" Mouse? Bitter? Never.

...shit.

Wow.

I mean, Adam may've been the Antichrist and shit, but he was on my side.

"... the Antichrist?"

...no?

*he looks shifty*

Look! A bee!

Mouse is not so easily distracted!

Well. Only some of the time.

"Uh, I guess it's, like... a thing. We don't have to... talk about it."

Mouse's topic changing abilities are up there with the best. "So, um. Do you... want to know about Neo? Everybody seems to want to know about Neo."

*he shrugs one shoulder*

I dunno. He's like... y'know superman? Superman was never the interesting one, y'know? 'cos it was all... screw it. I mean, he has powers, he's gonna win. Batman was the normal guy, still trying to fight crime, right?

I mean, okay, so he was richer'n' god...

"I guess... I mean, yeah, Neo was the One, but nobody ever defeated an Agent before. I thought he was interesting, anyway." That's because he was going to be your savior, Mouse.

"...you didn't think the Agents were interesting, did you?"

The HOBBits have shown remarkable re...SILience.

Nah, man. I thought Tank was cool.

"Uh." That bit about the hobbits? Totally over Mouse's head.

"Yeah, Tank was... he was a good guy. I miss him." It pretty much broke Mouse when Tank cried over his death.

*he looks stricken*

Oh shit, dude, I'm sorry.

*he rummages in his pocket and offers Mouse a juggling ball*

Mouse takes it. "Thanks."

So, like, what did you do for fun on the Nebuchadnezzer? And also wasn't he the bible king guy with the writing on the wall? Or was that something else?

"Uh, bible king guy?" Mouse isn't all up on his religion.

"And, um, for fun..." His eyes drift over to that picture of the Woman in Red. "There wasn't, uh, a lot of time for fun. Saving the world and all."

Hah, we totally got to save the world and have time for bike rides.

*he looks thoughtful*

Wow, I've not ridden a bike for years.

"Same, actually. What with... not having bikes in Zion."