Fast Eddie's - Thursday Night

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Weiss was in xTreme Casual mode when he ambled into Fast Eddie's with Molly. He's managed to be at least somewhat charming up to this point, if only in his own mind. And hey, no quarters from ears or paper bouquets yet. He could work this. Even if not, there would be gutter bumpers for an inflated high score.

[OOC: Post is open, Weiss and Molly's thread is not]

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After getting shoes in her size from the attendant, Molly sat down to change from her street shoes. "So, how good a bowler are you? Any chance I can get you to not wipe the floor with me too bad?"

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"I'm pretty good," Weiss said with a grin. "There's something about large men and bowling, I dunno. We have the right equilibrium or something." He raised a hand solemnly. "I swear to not utterly destroy you. Besides, they're inflating the bumpers for us right now."

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Molly glanced over to see because she'd wondered how they did that. "Yeah, but you still know how to make the ball go where you want it to. I'll be relying on pure luck."

Shoes on, Molly stood up to go pick a ball.

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Weiss was soon shoed also and he picked up a ball about a size heavier than he usually got. No shame in being subtly impressive, right? "You want a burger or something? On me."

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"Sure. Thanks," Molly said with a grin. She was picking up the heaviest balls, but was having a problem finding one with finger holes small enough for her hand. "How much does the weight really matter?"

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"If you can get a good heft and a straight line going with a heavy ball, you're sure to knock all the pins down," Weiss said, not straining just a little no sir. "But you have to know what you're doing. You have a lot more control with a lighter ball, but you also have to hit the pins exactly for a strike." Weiss hefted the ball over to the lane. "I will be right back. Any preference on beverage?"

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"A Coke is good," Molly said. Heavier it was then. She couldn't count completely on luck to knock down pins and she had yet to learn ball control. She kept looking.

Finally! She found a heavy ball that she could get all of her fingers into properly. Holding it easily in one hand, she went over to the lane.

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Weiss gawped. And then his heart went a-thumpin'. And then his brain reminded his heart about the last time that happened. And then his heart pointed out that the brain should really mind its own business. And then his stomach told those two to break it up so that he could get some eats already. Weiss stumbled over and procured two burgers and a couple cokes. And cheese fries.

When he returned, he said nothing of what he saw. He just kinda grinned. Dope.

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Molly grinned back. "Thanks." She took a sip of her Coke before turing to the scoring computer. "What name do you want?"

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"Just Eric. Or if it's an initial thing HH," Weiss said. "You want first roll?" He had a cheese fry. Nummy.

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"Awww. Just Eric? Don't you ever use fun bowling names?" Molly gave him an impish grin. "I think I'll be..." she typed into the computer, "Bubba." She looked at Eric expectantly.

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"Okay, Bubba. In that case, I'll be JoJo." He might have given her the patented Sexy Weiss Eyebrows, which he just made up in his head.

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Molly chuckled and typed in the name. "And to answer your earlier question, JoJo, I would like to go first." She hopped up, got her ball and went to bowl her first frame.

Bumpers were a good thing. The ball, which was traveling rather quickly down he lane, bounced from one side to the other and ended up taking out seven pins. Molly turned back to Eric with a grin. "I like bumpers."

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"I can tell," he said, smiling. The system autoentered the 7. Took all the fun out, really. "Three more to go. Can Bubba make it or will she slip, do you think?"

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"I don't think she can do it," Molly stage whispered as she lined up to finish off the frame. "With two on one side and one on the other, her luck would have to be pretty spectacular since we know her skill isn't."

Molly rolled the ball, aiming for the two pins together. And missed all three.

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"That's 7 for Bubba for Round 1," Eric said. "But you gotta see what JoJo brings to the mix." Weiss flexed his muscles in a show that he knew was probably ridiculous for Molly.

Weiss hefted his ball, headed for the line, pulled back his arm and began the momentum of the roll. In a split second, he made a decision as to what kind of a date this would be for him and he deliberately dropped his follow-through. The ball headed diagonally, not hitting the bumpers but not nailing the center of the pins either. He knocked out six from the side.

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"JoJo must be having an off day," Molly said. "Maybe he just needs to warm up."

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"Something like that," Weiss said as he waited for the ball return to do its stated purpose. "I'd ask you to rub the ball for luck, but I get a feeling that won't happen." Mm. Cheese fry.

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"Nope. Keeping all of my luck for myself," Molly said, finally taking a bite of her burger.

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"Selfish," Weiss teased. He picked up the bowling ball and rolled again. He didn't hold back, and it wasn't a tough spare. Shatterama. "JoJo for the win!"

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"Yay!" Molly applauded before getting up to take her own turn. "Okay, this time, I'm going to try to actually aim at the pins." She threw the ball straight down the lane, but was off center. Four pins on the right went down. "Hmmm, I did better using the bumpers."

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Weiss sipped his soda. "See, you tempted fate with that tricky no-bumper thing. You've got no-one to blame but yourself." He grinned. He did that a lot. He also took a bite of his burger, something he didn't do as often.

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"My luck must have taken a nap," Molly said as she waited for her ball to be returned. "Time to rely on the bumpers."

This time, she lined up her shot along the left side of the lane. She rolled the ball along the bumper, hoping it would stay on that side an hit more pins. It worked. Sort of. She got two more pins. Yay, six," she said.

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"Right. 13 to my I-have-no-idea." Weiss had a cheese fry. They were tasty cheese fries. He picked up his ball and decided to go with blind luck over skill. He rolled the thing with all his might. The word careen was good here. It went left, it went right... it grazed two pins.

"My luck actually went to bed early. I think it has a cold," Weiss cracked.

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Molly gave him a look; not frowning, but not exactly grinning either. "Don't play bad because you think I'll feel bad. I already know you'll win," she said simply.