Fandom High Security Center, Thursday, July 25

[nookiepowered]

Most people who invited friends over for breakfast invited those friends to their home, not their office. Then again, most people who invited their friends to their home for breakfast

a) had a kitchen
b) had friends who don't effectively live next door to their office
c) were most people, which Bo was not. Hell, the jury was still out on whether Bo was even people.

All of which added up to a security office full of J,GoB doughnuts, Perk coffee, and orange juice that was not a pitcher of mimosas and would never be, no matter how much someone with an unpronounceable Russian last name might bitch wish otherwise.

It also added up to a crapload of leftover doughnuts, coffee, and still-not-mimosas once those friends were no longer in residence, because somebody was so not used to doing breakfast for more than two, and had way overcompensated.

[OOC: First thread is for breakfast with the Canuckian travelers, second is open office hours!]

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Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

Slowplay of slowplays for regretiz4suckas, godgavemecable and chose_humanity.

And the box of Timbits Bo smuggled back. SHHHHHH.

Re: Breffast!

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Old habits died hard, and so even though Toby knew he wasn't in trouble per se, he still kind of... lurked nervously at the door for a moment. "Hey," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets and trying not to eye that box of Timbits covetously.

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

Bo was perfectly willing to make the not-eyeing harder by shaking said box at him. "Hey, yourself. The coffee's local, but the bits are imported. Get 'em while they're not in Kenzi's stomach."

Re: Breffast!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"We haz fooooooooood," Kenzi said as she arrived. Then glomped Toby. "And boyyyyy."

It was a good day that way.

Re: Breffast!

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"I'm not for eating," Toby informed Kenzi solemnly. Then, hopefully: "The raspberry ones?" to Bo.

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

"Kenzi, whatever you were about to say, say the other thing," answered Bo while passing Toby the box. "Toby, raspberry away."

Re: Breffast!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi cackled and snagged another pastry while she was at it.

Re: Breffast!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi was here! ... and now she was putting her nose in the box. "Timbits!"

Give her a minute, and she'd be eyeing the pitcher with too much hope.

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

"If you're good, I might even share them."

So the hope of that happening was... ahahahaha.

Re: Breffast!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Blink blink. And sadface. And then calculating-Kenzi-face. "Soooo, define good?"

Considering how Kenzi was going to act when she found out about the Island visitors, better give her a Timbit now, Bo.

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

"Not inhaling them all before any other Canadians in the vicinity even get a sniff?" Bo suggested. "For a start."

Re: Breffast!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Fiiiiiine." So Kenzi just took one for each hand. Be happy, Other Canadians.

"..so, heard from Trick? Or Wolfman?" No, she hadn't gotten Dyson's name.

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

"Not directly." Not that Bo was complaining about the second one. "There was a message at the Portalocity hub about checking in at the Dal the next time we're in town."

By which Bo was pretty sure Trick had meant So I can keep tabs on you because you're trouble and by which he really meant So I can try to minimize the suicidal stupidity of whatever stupid, suicidal thing you're planning to do next because reasons.

"Buu--ut..." Bo let the syllables hang teasingly in the air, while waving her phone just out of Kenzi's reach.

Re: Breffast!

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell lingered in the doorway for a few moments before he actually came in. "American breakfast," he said. "It's been a while."

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

Bo grinned. "I thought about getting you tea, but I figured you've got more than enough of that waiting at home for you." Some of it already brewed and busy getting cold on the kitchen table until George couldn't take it anymore and cleaned up all the mugs.

Re: Breffast!

[chosehumanity]

"George has sent me about a dozen text messages," Mitchell started.

Immediately, his phone made another noise. "...Two dozen."

Re: Breffast!

[nookiepowered]

"Tell him one more and we'll eat the extra box of Timbits instead of sending it home with you."

Because that would work. Because George cared about Canadian doughnut holes. Yes.

Re: Breffast!

[chosehumanity]

"I think he'll ask you what a Timbit is, first," Mitchell said, shooting her a dry glance. "But I'll pass on the message."

Hoffice Ours!

[nookiepowered]

For everybody else.

And the leftover Bavarian Creams.

Re: Hoffice Ours!

[fandomfanboy.livejournal.com]

Patrick had been just wandering around, taking in the sights, and taking pictures with his iPad because he was cool like that.

And then, since the door was open, he peeked into Bo's office. And then he didn't really move anymore. He was just going to stare. A lot. He couldn't even pretend it was cool. Nope, his brain stopped functioning entirely.

Bo was pretty.

Re: Hoffice Ours!

[nookiepowered]

Bo knew that face. Bo was Bo; how could Bo not know that face?

Except for how she didn't know that face on that face.

"Hi?" she offered, not deliberately turning up the juice, because kid. She'd turn it down if she could, but that was yet another succubus trick no one had bothered to teach her, assuming it was possible at all. "Can I help you?" It wasn't time for new students yet, but she supposed he could be a prospective one for the fall. "Did you get separated from a tour or something?"

Re: Hoffice Ours!

[fandomfanboy.livejournal.com]

"Wuh," Patrick said. It was a good attempt as saying a word when BO was TALKING to HIM. He wasn't sure what the rest of the word was going to be, of course, but he was going to give it another shot.

"Wih." Nope. Just changed the start of the word. He looked confused. WHY WERE WORDS SO DIFFICULT RIGHT NOW?

Re: Hoffice Ours!

[nookiepowered]

"Is that your name?" Bo guessed. Or maybe hello in the language of his dimension? "I'm Bo."

Re: Hoffice Ours!

[fandomfanboy.livejournal.com]

"Patrick," Patrick said. "Marry me?"

Look, that wasn't what Patrick was expecting to say either. He thought he was going to say 'hi,' or 'I have photos of you on my wall.'

.... Probably a good thing he didn't end up saying that second one.

OOC

[nookiepowered]

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