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*Adam enters, and looks around suspiciously for monkeys. Spotting none, he goes up to the bar and orders a pint*

I thought we discussed this. If anyone's going to thump Wensleydale, it's me.

Fine, fine.

But you'll let me watch, right?

I'm choosing to overlook the sexual overtones of that remark and thus be spared having you give you a thumping too. It'd be ten times worse than Wensleydale's. You know it would.

*tries to look innocent*

What?

*laughs and winks at Pepper*

*gives him a suspicious look and changes the subject*

D'you know, some bloke last night actually had the nerve to call us antisocial?

Who called us antisocial? I've been here talking to this whatsit, haven't I? *nods over to Paul*

You know I'm not sure somehow if that counts as being social?

It was last night anyway, when I'd been mysteriously TELEWHATSITED ACROSS THE ROOM.

*glares*

Dark-haired man. Fairy, I think. Hob something. Said we only ever talk amongst ourselves.

*narrows eyes*

Hob? Where is this Hob?

Dunno. Haven't seen him tonight.

*frowns*

D'you think we do? Only talk to each other?

Maybe.

Dunno.

Don't really care about talking to anybody else, though. S'that bad?

Hope not. Don't know that I'd want to talk to half the... people... in this place.

I talked to some weird girl earlier. She left, though. And a guy from a really long time ago. He had a weird name. Ollen? I don't remember.

Not nearly as fun as you.

Aw. I'm flattered, Ads. Positively floored.

*frowns* Well you don't have to hang out with me if you don't want to, you know.

I know. And here I stand.

Could use a monkey, you know. Place seems rather dull tonight.

Dunno that monkeys would help with the dull. Saw one earlier, though. Wonder where it went. *looks around for Chuchu*

Do something fun then. I know you can.

*closes his eyes. when he opens them again, Pepper's hair is green, and he laughs*

*looking over her shoulder*

What?

*smiles and laughs, a little more quietly*

Nothing. Aren't you having fun?

You're laughing at me. Dunno if I'd call that fun, exactly.

Nah, I'm not laughing at you.

...

Okay, maybe a little. You've gotta find a mirror, there, Pepper.

Why?

*fixes him with a Look*

What've you done to me, Adam Young>

*purses his lips together to try to keep from laughing again*

S'a good look!

*struggles to glimpse either her own face or hair, finally managing to snag a bit of green hair and tug in front of her eyes. She promptly dumps her glass of cider on top of Adam Young.*

Git! I'll thrash you! Turn it back!