fandomtownies | J,GOB Saturday Afternoon

Ronan nodded, and set the bags he was carrying down beside a table. "What do you want?" he asked. "My treat."

John was surprised, "Uh, thanks. I was gonna get some banana cream." He sat at the table where Ronan had placed his bags.

Ronan went up to the counter, and got a slice of banana cream and a slice of coconut cream, bringing them back to the table. "Enjoy," he said, smiling.

"Thanks," he said, digging into his pie. "Mhmm! This is good pie."

Ronan nodded, eating his with just as much gusto. "Indeed," he replied, after swallowing. "Very good pie."

"So..." John started, wondering what constituted as pie conversation.

Ronan nodded. "Indeed." He was at just as much of a loss.

John laughed, "Tell me about where you're from."

Ronan shrugged. "Well, it's Ireland. County Wicklow, to be precise. Lots of farmland around, but we're not too far out of Dublin, either."

"Cool," John said nodding. "What kinds of things did you do for fun there?"

"Oh," Ronan said, "We'd go into town for the crack. Check out the discos. That kind of thing."

"Well, I'm glad to hear the 1970s are thriving somewhere," John said, obviously confused by Ronan's choice of words. Hmm..uncomfortable small talk, someone paying for the other...John started to wonder if he was on a date. And began to fidget.

"... What?" Ronan blinked. "Oh! Right. Nita had the same problem when she came over. Discos are just, like, dances. All ages dances kinda things." He paused. "And crack is just good conversation, by the by, not any kind of drug."

Ronan started to wonder if this was turning into some kind of date. ... And kinda hoped it was. Not that he wanted to force John into exclusively dating, but a few dates here and there couldn't hurt, right?

John could not get comfortable in his chair. He slouched back, trying to relax. "Oh, right, I guess we've got ourselves a mini language barrier," he laughed nervously. "Um, do you miss your friends in Ireland?"

"Eh," Ronan said. "Aren't that many I was very close to back home. My best friends are actually in the States." He paused. "Or on other planets."

"Well, less to miss, I guess," John said.

Ronan nodded. "And it's fairly easy to keep in touch with my other friends, seeing as they're all wizards." He paused. "Or, in the case of Carmela, disturbingly good in the Speech. And also here.

"What about you?" he added. "What's home like for you?"

"Oh, pretty normal. Insert generic teen angst here!" he laughed a little. "Seriously, my family moves around a lot with the military, so I just make friends where I go, but I don't tend to stay in touch."

John focused back on Ronan, "How long have you known Carmela?"

Ronan nodded at the first bit, and said, after a moment, "... Longer for her than for me? I'm from a year in the past, technically. I suppose I've really only known her for a few months, but she was along when a group of us saved the universe. That tends to make pretty close friends."

"Right, right, Carmela mentioned something about the time thing to me. It was confusing. It reminds me of Return from the Past in a way. Make sure you don't see yourself!" John snickered, knowing that movie annoyed Ronan.

Ronan rolled his eyes. "I'm not too worried about that. After all, the me from a year ahead knows where to avoid already, having already been there." He ate the last bit of his pie. "Almost done, then?"

John scraped his plate, wanting to get every bit of banana cream pie. He shoved the fork in his mouth and said, "Mrumuh. Yes."

Ronan laughed. "Shall we head back to the cabins, then? I'm sure you'd like to get your perishables put away."

There was a moment where he looked at John, a long moment, before he said, "And I picked up some things today that I thought you might be interested in."

John considered his turkey, "Yeah, we should probably get back soon."

John wondered what part of Ronan's special items were for his interest. "Oh?" he said.

Ronan grinned. "Oh, indeed." He paused. "I did say I wanted to pick up... supplies. Who else did you think I had in mind to share them with?"

John grinned, "Hey, you were the one who wanted time and space and possible other people. I'm just following along for the ride."

Ronan blinked. "I wanted some time, yes. 'Cause I thought I was supposed to think this kinda thing through pretty thoroughly. But screw that." He pauses. "And you're saying I wanted possible other people? I thought that's what you wanted. It's why I brought it up, because I didn't think you would." He's not angry, just a bit confused.

John was thoughtful, "Oh. I thought you wanted to sleep with Alec." He paused. "Was this a date? Cuz we haven't successfully had a date-like thing yet."

"... I kinda thought you wanted to sleep with Alec." He laughed a bit. "And, to be fair, on some level I do. But you're my first choice." And on some level, Ronan thought that was kind of romantic. He has so much to learn.

"And... I think it might be?" Ronan paused. "Is that a problem?"

(OOC: SP for great justice? Am going to lie down for a bit, getting up for supper kinda knocked me out.)

Okay, John assessed the situation.
1. He was first choice, that was a good thing.
2. Ronan was into Alec, that was possibly an issue giving their current living situation.
3. They were on a date-like thing.
4. He didn't know what to say.

"Uh, no, that's cool. I just wanted to know for sure. About the date-thing, I mean."

J,GOB Saturday Afternoon

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