Outside JGoB [Saturday Afternoon to Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After bolting from the hotel room, Street had found a promising-looking corner and was now offering to do some very inappropriate-for-a-comm-post things to any passers-by (particularily of the male variety).

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[multiplez]

"What. Wait. Wait. I know that talk. That's hooker talk." Z blinked. "Are you...are you smoking?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm piloting a giant robot," Street looks at the girl as if she's a few grapes short of a fruit salad.

[multiplez]

"Noooo," Z said slowly, "we don't actually do that yet. That's later. Which is what I wanted to talk to you about, since you apparently didn't get my voicemail. You were right, I was wrong, and I see no reason to tell Cruger about this little escapade, do you? Well, except the 'missing powers' deal, but he'll get over that."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Cruger?" Street frowns. "I don't work for anyone but myself."

[multiplez]

"SPD? Power Rangers? Gruumm and his little freakshow sidekick? Any of this ringing a bell?" She frowned at him. "He must have hit you harder than I thought."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I charge extra for threesomes." Street says promptly.

[multiplez]

Z recoiled. "Ew! No! I...I don't know if you've even had sex! And...ew! OH GOD THE VISUAL GET IT OUT GET IT OUT." Congratulations. Street has now broken Z's brain.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Of course I've had sex." Street raises an eyebrow. "What, you think I just woke up this morning and decided to become a hustler? It doesn't work that way."

[multiplez]

Z flailed more. "I don't know? Maybe? I figured it was brain damage!"