fandomtownies | The Emporium is Open -- Friday

Stepping into the shop, Shane slips off her sunglasses. "Hey, Michael," she murmurs, smiling as she approaches the counter. "How's it going?"

Hey, Shane. Things are pretty good. How about yourself? Ben mentioned he ran into you in the park when he was out for a walk yesterday.

((ooc: Ben hasn't told Michael anything yet about the convo last night, except that Shane said "hi."))

"Yeah, yeah... I was feeding the ducks," she says, grinning. "I'm on the CRACK team and it's our 'sacred duty' to make sure they eat."

"I'm doing better," Shane says deliberately, nodding. "Kate got back into town a couple of nights ago and we talked. Still trying to figure out what we can do for Halloween costumes. She's officially not allowed to pick mine, though." She chuckles.

*smiles* Tara was telling us about CRACK when she came over for dinner the other night. I'm such a superhero freak that I may have to look into it.

It's good to hear you two are doing okay. As for halloween... *rolls eyes* I seem to have a talent for drag. I'm trying to get Ben to go as Rage -- that's my comic book hero -- but he's not jumping at the idea so far.

"Yeah, I finally met the guy who runs it at Rory's birthday party last week," Shane says, grinning at the thought of meeting Professor The Tick. "He's... very cool."

"Well, I told Kate I didn't wanna be anything scary or gross," she says. "She suggested teddy bear, puppy or... fish. Which is why she no longer has costume decision-making rights."

*raises an eyebrow* Fish? I can see why you took away her right to decide. If you're going for cute, there's always Raggedy Ann and Andy. You'd make a cute Raggedy Andy. *smiles*

"Right. Fish. Which is why I wound up changing it to 'not scary, gross or fluffy'," she says with a chuckle. She hooks her sunglasses into the front of her shirt. "It'll sound weird, but I'm not actually looking for a costume right now... I was wondering if -- do you guys carry skateboards?"

Not fluffy? Aw, come on, you have to consider fluffy. *smiles*

*runs through mental inventory* No, we don't. I can order one if it's not something you need right away. You taking up a new sport?

"Mike," she says simply. "Can you see me as a teddy bear? Seriously, man. No fluffy." Shane chuckles.

"Not new," she says, smiling as she shakes her head. "And not exactly 'sport' so much as... 'transportation'. The roads here aren't big enough for a car but it'd be nice to have some way to get from A to B a little faster ~~just in case we get anymore zombies~~. I used to surf and skateboard but I couldn't bring 'em with me when I came here. So..."

Well we can certainly order one for you. Was there a specific type you had in mind?

*pictures Shane riding skateboard through town during zombie attack like a modern-day Paul Revere*

Drawing her bottom lip between her teeth, she worries on it for a moment. "I think either way I'm gonna probably have to replace the trucks and the wheels when I get it," she murmurs, mostly to herself. "Some of the roads here are a little fucked up, y'know?"

She rubs at her bottom lip with the pad of her thumb as she thinks. "Probably need a helmet, too, for emergencies. Not for every day, though."

Hmm... deck should be... standard... not too narrow or too wide... maybe I can find some ways to make alterations to the deck just in case we have any more out of town visitors...

It's obvious that, for a good minute or so, she's clearly off in her own world. After a moment, she looks up and offers Michael a slightly sheepish and apologetic smile. "Sorry. Um... maybe I can just write down what I need?" She says with a burst of laughter. "It'd probably be easier."

Considering I have absolutely no familiarity with skateboards, that's probably a good idea. *pushes over a pen and pad of paper* I tried to skateboard once. That was a disaster. I'm about as coordinated as a three-legged sheep...no, I take it back, they're probably more coordinated.

"Cool... thanks," Shane says, smiling as she picks up the pen and leans over the counter. It takes her a good five minutes, but she writes down a list of all the things she'll need as she listens, including some basic tools, a deck and some replacement wheels and trucks. It won't be pretty, exactly, but that's not the point.

She chuckles. "With the extra leg, right?" She murmurs, grinning as she straightens up. "Okay, I think that's everything." She caps the pen and places it on top of the sheet of paper, sliding it over to Michael as she scratches her cheek. "If you can't find anything, just let me know. It's been a while, so some of those places might have stopped putting stuff out."

*looks over the list* Will do.

Have you talked to Geoff lately? How's he holding out? Paige told me they called things off, for a while anyway.

Licking her lips, Shane pulls her sunglasses from the collar of her shirt. "He's fine," she murmurs, nodding. She recalls what Geoff had told her about Michael basically throwing himself at him after Paige had cast that spell on him and resisted the urge to frown. "Better. He's keeping busy. He's started teaching over at the high school, so..."

Yeah, I remember him saying something about teaching. *notes the slightly uncomfortable look pass Shane's face* Geoff's a really nice guy. Very forgiving, very sweet. I'd hate to see anything bad happen to him. I'm glad he has friends like you and my mother in his life.

Did Ben tell you Geoff offered to help edit his book when it gets to that stage? Ben's thrilled ~~and would gladly woo Geoff given half the chance~~.

A warm and infinitely fond smile shapes Shane's lips. "Yeah," she murmurs. "Geoff's... he's my best friend, y'know? I... I don't know what I'd do without him."

"No, he didn't tell me," she says, smile broadening and brightening at the same time. "That's so cool, though. Geoff didn't mention it, either, but the past couple of weeks have been a little... y'know..." She makes a face.

*voices goes flat* Yeah, I know. *sighs* It's been a couple of weeks I want to put behind me. Ben's been acting a little strange since he got back, but he keeps telling me we're okay, so I'm not really sure what to do about it. I just don't want him changing his mind and walking out on me.

Shane nods. She slips her aviator shades on, hiding her expressive green eyes. "I don't think he's gonna do that, Mike," she murmurs reassuringly. "Maybe you just... y'know... need to give him some time."

*nods* I know. I'm trying. I just worry about the things that might be going on in his head.

"Yeah," she says, lips quirking into a small grin. "But I think that just comes with the territory, y'know? Like... if you didn't care so much..." she trails off, the 'you wouldn't worry so much' filling in the blank on its own. "Right?"

"Just... let him know you're there," Shane suggests. "Not just to listen or worry about him, but... for him, y'know? Everybody needs that."

There are a lot of things that come with the territory that no one warns you about. Sometimes I really wish people came with manuals. *grins* It would make life a lot easier...although probably a lot less interesting.

*nods* I'm trying. After all this time you'd think neither one of us would need reminders that the other is there, but that's not how it works, is it?

So how's Kate? Things okay between you two?

"One of my friends said that to me a couple of weeks ago," she says, grinning. "About the manual. Only she was talking about, like, one for your life plan or whatever. Having people manuals, too, though... wouldn't suck."

"Yeah," Shane says, nodding. "She got back from the mainland on... Wednesday? She, umm... she came to the diner and we talked for a while." Shane ducks her head a little. "It's like this... whole thing and... it's all new and strange and stuff. For both of us."

*grins* New and strange and...nice, right? *grin settles into a broad smile* You both deserve to be happy. I look forward to attending many happy anniversary parties for you both.

"Well," she says quietly, though her smile is just as broad as Michael's. "We already hit the one-month mark, I think... I'd have to think about that."

"But yeah... it's ... it's very nice," Shane agrees, nodding. To hear her talk, most people would probably think she wasn't excited or even particularly happy. But for the people who know her best, her subdued response is masking what is probably the world's biggest understatement, in her eyes.

It's nice to see you have something to be happy about. The past couple of weeks have been a rollercoaster for all of us around here, we all need some R&R.

"Yeah," Shane says, biting back a sigh. "Things around here get pretty crazy, even without the zombies."

Yeah, if nothing else, Fandom Town sure keeps you on your toes. So what are you up to today, other than wasting time chattering with me?

Shane grins. "Not much," she murmurs. "My schedule's light this weekend and I'd like to keep it that way, y'know?" She makes a face. "After the past two weeks I've had, I think I'm gonna hole up at my place with my girlfriend, a few cases of beer and some take-out menus."

*grins* I don't blame you. Stay in, and stay out of the way of all the parents. And the parent-child clashes that are inevitable at that age. Damn, now I miss my kid again. Red had me talking about him last night. I'm going to have to convince Hunter to come for a visit ~~because Mun is a masochist and needs yet another character to play like she needs a hole in the head~~.

"Yeah? That's cool," Shane says, smiling. "Yeah, you know, I was talking about it with Ben last night... maybe Kate and I could come over for dinner or something. It'd be cool to meet Hunter, while he's here. Even though hearing you and Ben talk about him all the time, I kinda feel like I know him already."

*blushes* We do talk about him a lot, don't we? Guess that's parenthood for you. I'll let you know when we convince him to come out, I'd love for you and Kate to meet him. The two of you should come have dinner with us anyway ~~since we seem to be drawn to befriending a good share of the lesbian population~~, one of these nights, if you can work it into your schedules.

"Yeah, absolutely, do that," Shane says, nodding as she grins. "That'd be excellent. I don't know what Kate's got going on, but ... like I said... I'm pushing for the take-out."

*grins* I can't blame you. Maybe some time next week? We can pin a date down after the halloween party and all that. Just a casual dinner, nothing stressful.

"That'd be great," she says, smiling. "I like the sound of 'nothing stressful'. Really a lot."

Chuckling to herself a little, she shakes her hair out of her eyes as she gestures to the list. "So, uhh... I'm not sure how much all that's gonna run, but if you find everything all right, just gimme a call with a total before you place the orders and I'll come in and take care of it."

Okay. I'll see if I can track it all down today, give you a call tonight or tomorrow morning. Sound good?

"Yeah, that's perfect," Shane replies, nodding as she starts towards the door. "If you could let me know how long it'll take to get here, too, when you know - that'd be great, too. You can just leave me a voicemail or something." She pushes the door open, smiling. "Thanks a lot, Mike."

You're welcome, Shane. I'll give you a ring when I know how much and how long it'll take. Have a good day now.

The Emporium is Open -- Friday

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