milliways_bar | (no subject)

No, see, *Meg explains patiently,* no one could suspect danger from someone in tutu or plaid, right? So it would, like, be incognito through being extra-noticeable.

*. . . *

Meg, I honestly don't think Bigby needs the help. He does extremely well with his job as it is.

It'd be silly to turn down extra help, *Meg says cheerfully.*

Meg, I have to say that this is one time that Bigby will most definately choose the silly option.

Oh, good! *Meg's smile broadens.* Then of course he won't mind the tutu.

*facepalm*

What I ment was that if turning down the tutu was silly, then he would choose the silly option. He will mind the tutu.

What if it was a choice between a tutu and a tartan?

I highly doubt he'd ever be faced with that choice.

Life offers many strange occurrences, *Meg says solemnly.* One never knows.

But what if the choice were presented and he chose neither?

*Meg looks aghast.*

What, he went around naked?

*No, Snow isn't drooling. Not even a little*

*Meg eyes her.*

- happy as some people might be with that -

*Snow blushes slightly*

I still don't see why there'd be a situation where clothing was essential and he couldn't get pants from Bar or something or morph to wolf form until it was over.

It's a hypothetical, *Meg says grandly.* They don't have to make sense.

Precisely. Even in a hypothetical situation, he wouldn't choose a tutu or kilt.

But he would have to, *Meg perseveres patiently.* It's a hypothetical where he must. And I made up the hypothetical, so I get to make the rules in it.

As I said, even in the hypothetical he'd choose a third option.

There is no third option, *Meg informs her cheerfully.*

*Snow smiles*

There is always a third option.

Not in people's heads there's not.

In my head there is.

But we're talking my hypothetical, *Meg points out again,* and my head is limited. Not enough room for three options in a tiny ballerina brain.

Meg, your brain isn't that tiny. You can handle the concept of someone not wanting to wear a tutu.

*Meg looks sad and pathetic and dim.*

Who says?