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[slayer_fray]

Mel and Mikey have been, um, making up for lost time, fairly consistently since yesterday morning. Now, there's no food in the suite and even the normal metabolic ex-turtle is feeling the hunger, so they're downstairs, together, and a table with the biggest pizza the Bar could provide. This is about the size of the table.

[OOC: Mel-mun's gone. Slowtime please?]

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[shelley_winters]

Shelley wanders by with a smile, a clipboard, and a pencil case.

"Hello Mel, Mike! How are you both?"

She puts the case down with an exasperated sigh, and feels about inside one-handed. "Sorry... can't get my pen..."

[mnt_mike]

Mike gestures a greeting with his slice of pizza. His mouth is too full to talk.

[slayer_fray]

Mel reaches over to move the pizza out of the way of Shelley's case.

"We're good, thanks," she says, with a spark in her eye that says they're very very good indeed.

Her foot wraps itself around Mike's ankle.

[shelley_winters]

Shelley beams, completely missing the subtext while still searching, and possibly through a caffeine-induced buzz.

"That's great. Ah-" she produces a pen finally, spilling odds and ends out as she does so, and finally manages to note a couple of things down on her clipboard.

[mnt_mike]

"Pizza?"

He offers her a slice in a very Vanna White like manner.

"All the cool kids are eating it. It'll make you fly!"

[slayer_fray]

Mel grabs herself a piece of pizza and beeam at Shelley through it.

"What's up?"

[shelley_winters]

Shelley blinks at the pizza, then gives in, puts down her clipboard and takes it with a grin.

"Thanks. Rehearsal schedules are causing me to go crazy. Oh, I need to talk to you about that, by the way."

[mnt_mike]

Mike stops mid bite, and puts the slice of pizza down.

"Rehersal? You mean we're supposed to be rehersing?"

[slayer_fray]

Mel looks from Mikey to Shelley and back again.

"OK. Rehearsals, fun."

She clears up some of the dropped pencils and picks up the case to put them back in, mentally shutting off from the conversation.

[lvpd_sidle]

Nothing could beat the smile off of Sara's face. Well, nothing until she caught sight of the gargantuan pizza.

"Are you sure you guys have enough there?"

[ooc: Mun is on her way to class but couldn't resist. :)]

[mnt_mike]

"There is no such thing as too much pizza."

[slayer_fray]

"I'm not even sure there's such a thing as enough pizza, not with him..." Mel points out.

"You want some?"

[lvpd_sidle]

"Is any of it vegetarian? Otherwise it'll make me sick, which would really ruin my day today." She's still grinning hugely.

[mnt_mike]

"Um...I think that part is. You should really get some of these for that meat problem of yours."

Mike rattles his bottle of Lactaid at her.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Sit up one night and watch a pig decompose for an experiment. See how much you'd want to touch meat afterwards," she gripes, asking the bar for some breadsticks.

"You're in a better mood, Mike," she observes.

[slayer_fray]

Mel shrugs. "Y'know all the blood and guts and being eaten by a snake never put me off my meat. Don't think I'd be phased by a dead pig."

She nudges Mike with a foot under the table. Good moods are the best.

[mnt_mike]

"Don't talk to me about decomposing anything if you haven't lived in a New York sewer."

He says taking a rather large bite of pizza, and smiling as he chews.

Looking suddenly thoughtful.

"I do?"

[lvpd_sidle]

"Everyone has a limit. Though I'll admit it wasn't as bad as the liquified cadaver." This does pass for normal lunchtime conversation for CSIs. She bites into her breadstick.

"Oh, and we looooved the one case where we had to sort out the bones of 12 different people after a cloudburst once. Fun for the whole family, let me tell you."

A nod and a slight smile. "You do. I'm sorry I was too wrapped up in myself to ask you what was wrong."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"You two are sharing, right?" It's an Ace in an obscenely good mood. She should fit right in then.

[slayer_fray]

Mel beams at her.

"Of course we are. Where's the fun in food without the sharing?"

[mnt_mike]

"Mmmm. Sharing food. It's not only fun, it's recreational."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"No, that'd be a food fight." Ace corrects cheerily as she snags one of the more unhealthy-looking slices of pizza. "And you'd only start that if you want to go home wearin' your supper, turtle-boy."

[slayer_fray]

"No wastin' good food," Mel insists. You wanna fight, then uses something inedbile."

[mnt_mike]

"Inedible huh? Ace? What's that leave us with?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Paper napkins? Coasters?" She suggests in between bites. "We could have a spork duel."