The One in the Lobby

[huntersdaughter]

Who: Anyone!
Where: Central Perk Paradisa Perk aka The Lobby
When: Monday. All Day.
Notes: Threadjacking. Action. Prose. It's all welcome.



[The lobby coffee shop is somewhat peaceful. Though, Jo is trying to figure out her menu plan for the holiday and how to get Julia to not be so depressed over her own brother being a jerk. It's really not Jo's fault. Of course, he was always the favorite, so she's really not surprised to see this huge fall from grace. It just upsets her to see her friend (and her brother) so upset.

Honestly, her brother is miserable. If she has to look at Gwaine and hear that sad, near-honking, '...hhhhi' again? Yeah, there will be blood.

You can find Jo buzzing between the kitchen in the Lux and the couches in the coffee shop. She should be working, but it's the middle of the day! Who wants to work?]

Comments

[gwaine.livejournal.com]

[Jo, your brother has come down from his room for a very important favor to ask of you. Considering he's holding a shirt in his hands, it should be fairly obvious what that favor is. You know because he no longer has a girlfriend to help dress him. Or undress him as need be, but he is trying not to focus on that right now.]

Jo. Jo. Jooo. Jo-an-na.

[huntersdaughter]

[Glare. Don't ever half-of-her-full name her.]

Gwaine. [Sigh. This is why you try to keep your sister in the loop.]

You look miserable. You know, you could have told me [She takes the shirt from him.] that you hadn't told her. I could've been a buffer.

[She'll gesture for him to duck his head down. Honestly, she's done this for most of his life - she's sort of used to it.]

She's just hurt, you know. [And over the head, and reaching for arms.]

[gwaine.livejournal.com]

I forgot.

[Same tone as his depressed hi, but at least it's two words this time. He's a good little doll for her to finish dressing him.]

Do you think it's over?

[huntersdaughter]

Over? [She sighs.] Gwaine, I think that it's a rough spot. Maybe you two just needed some time and this will be good for you.

I mean, we're all trapped here. It's not like back home where we can go camping for a weekend trip or you she can go away to a shopping and spa weekend.

[Her hand goes to give his elbow a squeeze.]

We're together all the time. It wears on a person.

[gwaine.livejournal.com]

You really think that? I should just give her some time?

[Is this...is this hope? *A*]

[huntersdaughter]

She said break, right? She needed a break?

Not that she needed to never see you ever again in the castle, right?

[whatialways_do]

[after her amazing performance of Smelly Cat, Max is going to step down and grab herself a cup of coffee and chill with her friends. Feel free to come by and pay her compliments.

Or tell her she was terrible. There's no guarantee she'll believe you, though.]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[Conan cringes. He'd come by the Perk to get some coffee. Strong and black, if he could get it. Only to hear THAT performance.

Although he was tone deaf, Conan had sharp ears for music. He could hear every time a note was out of tune even a little. This was definitely a disadvantage right now.]

...That was interesting?

[whatialways_do]

[beams up at him, because one does always love praise of their talent]

Thanks!

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

Why that song?

[whatialways_do]

I wrote it myself.

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

...Why?

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Of course, Julia knows all of the words to "Smelly Cat". It's kind of a natural consequence of hearing it 5,000 times (whether she really wanted to or not).

But right now? She'd take "Smelly Cat". She'd take anything to distract her from what transpired a couple of days ago.

The performance is over by the time she arrives. As soon as she spots Max, she'll come over and take a seat at the table too.]

How was the turnout?

[whatialways_do]

[glances up at her with a smile and nods]

It was good. Everyone seemed to have a good time.

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Somehow, she doubts that. But, hey, she's not about to be the one to completely burst her friend's bubble. Max's optimism is the kind she needs right now.

She returns a small smile.]

I'm glad.

[And now she'll be turning to see if she can get someone's attention. Coffee is a good idea, isn't it?]

[whatialways_do]

[Optimism is what she can provide. Once Julia's done ordering her coffee, she inches closer]

So. How're you doing?

[huntersdaughter]

[She'll come up to hug her friend after the performance.]

So... good.

[whatialways_do]

[hugs tight. she's so glad they're pleased]

Thanks! I worked really hard on it.

[huntersdaughter]

I can tell. It really had that hard work needed feel to it.

[whatialways_do]

Good!

[and with that, she'll pull her back down onto the couch]

So how are things going with Gwaine and Julia?

[gottaknockhard.livejournal.com]

[Remember when Spike was upset over losing his job and all the utter failure of his life? (No? It was between all the Gwaine and Julia drama, so maybe not. Anyway!) When he shows back up at the lobby, he's visibly cheerier. As in he's practically humming to himself when he sits down on the familiar couch.

Oh, and not offering to help with the work. He's got to save his strength.]

[huntersdaughter]

[She spots him and grins over at him.]

Someone's in a good mood.

[gottaknockhard.livejournal.com]

[He's so not above gloating right now.]

Maybe because someone got himself a job prospect.

[huntersdaughter]

Oh? Who was interested in your brand of humor and or wit?

[gottaknockhard.livejournal.com]

[Nope, you're not ruining this by mocking him. He's in too good of mood.]

Someone who has a place in town. [Don't be blown away by the enormous amount of details.]