jukebox selection C07 - Back Where You Belong .38 Special

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo is at the Lux, as usual, still contemplating moving back to the castle, but each time the world changes she's really glad she doesn't have to sleep here at night. Eliot's in the kitchen - but he keeps LOOKING at her and it's unnerving her]


[Max]

[since, she learned while in school that the journal is the fastest way to pass a note!]

It's not just me, right? He keeps... looking at me weird.

---[/Max]



Anyone need a job? Not that I don't love the constant hours - but the Lux could really use a hand now and again. [a thoughtful sigh]

Anything'll help. I'm pretty good at teaching someone the ropes.

[feel free to drop by or reply]

Comments

Jo

[whatialways_do]

No, not just you. He's definitely squirming.


... Which is kinda amusing coming from him.

Max

[huntersdaughter]

It's freaking me out.

Do you think he's plotting my death?

Jo

[whatialways_do]

Guy like Eliot? I think you'd be dead already.

Want me to go ask him what's the what?

Max

[huntersdaughter]

Yeah, that's a good point.

I'm not sure. Maybe he's just worried that I think he's gonna turn me into an alien again or something.

Jo

[whatialways_do]

Maybe. Up to you, though. I'll just keep my mocking of him to myself.

Max

[huntersdaughter]

Well, if he's still doing it by the time I'm off shift? Wait 'til I'm gone before you ask him.

Jo

[whatialways_do]

Got it. I'll let you know.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

... Who does? And who are you?

[guess who else is named Max, Jo?]

[huntersdaughter]

[she's going to assume you're talking about her request for employees (until some specifics get mentioned)]

Well, the Lux does. I'm Jo. I kinda work there.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Wait. Wait wait wait. The place you work keeps staring at you?

[huntersdaughter]

Huh?

[she's staring at the journal, refocusing on the page... she swears, it was just a shew fot few shots]

Wait. You can read that?

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

'Course I can, it ain't in invisible ink!

[huntersdaughter]

I know that.

Just, I filtered it to my friend... [hold on a sec']

Wait. Are you Max, too?

Jo

[whatialways_do]

No, not just you. He's definitely squirming.


... Which is kinda amusing coming from him.

Max

[huntersdaughter]

It's freaking me out.

Do you think he's plotting my death?

Jo

[whatialways_do]

Guy like Eliot? I think you'd be dead already.

Want me to go ask him what's the what?

Max

[huntersdaughter]

Yeah, that's a good point.

I'm not sure. Maybe he's just worried that I think he's gonna turn me into an alien again or something.

Jo

[whatialways_do]

Maybe. Up to you, though. I'll just keep my mocking of him to myself.

Max

[huntersdaughter]

Well, if he's still doing it by the time I'm off shift? Wait 'til I'm gone before you ask him.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

... Who does? And who are you?

[guess who else is named Max, Jo?]

[huntersdaughter]

[she's going to assume you're talking about her request for employees (until some specifics get mentioned)]

Well, the Lux does. I'm Jo. I kinda work there.

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

Wait. Wait wait wait. The place you work keeps staring at you?

[huntersdaughter]

Huh?

[she's staring at the journal, refocusing on the page... she swears, it was just a shew fot few shots]

Wait. You can read that?

[maxproduced.livejournal.com]

'Course I can, it ain't in invisible ink!

[huntersdaughter]

I know that.

Just, I filtered it to my friend... [hold on a sec']

Wait. Are you Max, too?