Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 12/19 ]

[by137.livejournal.com]

A.J. knew it was just going to be one of those days for him. He hadn't slept well the night before, he'd accidentally stepped on one of his projects getting out of bed this morning and then there was the fact that he couldn't get a song stuck out of his head. Which was fine. Typical. It happened on occation.

But this was not just any song. This was the the worst song in the history of the world. And it was not. going. anywhere.




Plea



Luke's is open.

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Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

That's him bashing his head against the counter.

No, it isn't helping.

Mon amor.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

Beauty was definitely in need of an A.J. fix, so she headed over the minute her lunch break started.

She was a little surprised to see him smacking his head against the counter, though.

"Um...?"

[ooc: People have their grubby little hands all over my schedule today, so I may disappear without warning now and again. :/]

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

The banging stopped for a mere moment. A.J. took a second to consider that the last thing he wanted was to be stuck with Rex Manning in his head when he tried talking to Beauty. To anyone, for that matter, but particularly her. So the banging continued, his head hitting the counter to punctuate his words.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Head!"

That done, he drew in a deep breath, straightened with his hand running through his hair, and tried to give Beauty his best smile, which just turned out weary and distracted and mostly miserable. "Hey, you. What's up?"

You call me on my carphone with that je ne sais quous...

...Uuuurrg.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

"Oh my God, A.J., don't do that!" Beauty reached out toward him just as he stopped with the head-banging and straightened, and she frowned worriedly at the expression on his face.

"I'm...I just came to see you. It's my lunch break. What's wrong?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

"All day," A.J. said, with heavy emphasis on his words so that Beauty could understand the direness of the situation, "it's been stuck in my head, over and over and over. The worst song in the history of mankind and I can't get rid of it."

He let a little, slightly whimpering pout through. For good measure and sympathy points.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

Oh no, not the pout! Beauty climbed up into a stool and reached out for A.J.'s hand. "Maybe if you sing it through, the song will go away? Is it a song you don't like?"

She'd had that happen, little tunes stuck in her mind that wouldn't leave. But never to the extent that it upset her the way A.J. seemed upset.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

You say you need a little of my ooh-la-la...

A.J. grunted, because the lyric floating through his head was annoying enough to distract him from the fact that he was, indeed, getting the sympathy points he was striving for. "It's a song that I loathe, and it's very annoy and persistent...."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

Yes, definitely racking up the sympathy points. Beauty bit at her lip thoughtfully. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

A.J.'s eyes shifted (I know you get lonely in your canopy bed), because that right there just seemed like too easy of a set-up.

"Well," he said slowly, "you could try to help get it out of my head..."

But don't worry, baby; I'll be running ever red.

He ended up punctuating the suggestion with grunt as he heard that in his ear. So. Baaaad.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[intraspective]

Ino showed up way late in the afternoon, took one look at A.J., and burst into laughter. And yes, her hair was still blue.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

Her hair could be alternating colors of the freaking rainbow right now and A.J. wouldn't care. From where his head rested on the counter, he let out a groan. "Whaaaaat?"

Freaking Rex Manning.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[intraspective]

"I'm laughing at your pain," she told him, grinning, then looked briefly concerned, "unless it's something actually awful." Pause. "Is it?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

"It's Rex Manning," A.J. said by way of explanation, without bothering with the fact that he knew she probably wouldn't know who that was. And was glad for it. He envied her terribly right now because of it. "So that's bad enough. And? You're mean."

His head was still against the counter, but he was still pouting at her.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[intraspective]

His pout only made her grin widen. "I've heard that before." She'd heard worse before too. "What's Rex Manning?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

"You mean, besides an abomination to mankind?" A.J. asked, lifting his head finally.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[intraspective]

"Well, yes." Ino hummed something that sounded awfully girly. Probably because it was. Don't say you love me, you don't even know me... "Besides that."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

A.J. straightened a little more, almost as if pulled by the arch of his eyebrow at Ino's humming. It wasn't that it was girly that caught him, because, come on. He played with her hair and she freaked out over it's color, so, in his mind, she was totally already pretty girly, but the thought that maybe, just maybe, she had something equally annoying stuck in her head, too.

"He's a signer. I use the term lightly. Really big in the eighties, and then, in my time, he puts out this song, right? Say No More, Mon Amour." And, in saying the title and thus part of the chorus, A.J. couldn't stop himself from singing the next bit: "I'll bring my lovin' right to your front door."

A.J. made a face that looked rather like he was gagging. "Awful stuff. My best friend Corey wouldn't stop listening to it, either. And now I can't. Get. It. Out. of. My. Head."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack comes in for some after-failing-finals food.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

A.J. wasn't lifting his head from the counter. "What'you want?" he muttered into it when he noticed someone was there.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was wearing sunglasses. "Whoa," he said. "Don't switch the balde on the guy in shades."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

"...What?" A.J. lifted his head and blinked. Great. As if dealing with Rex Freaking Manning wasn't enough... "You don't wear those at night or anything, do you?"

It seemed a logical question because it wasn't exactly bright or anything outside.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 12/19

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Well, I wear my sunglasses at night so I can keep track of visions in my eyes."

Mod your Service -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

Because A.J. is too busy bashing his head against the counter.

Re: Mod your Service -- 12/19

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette snuck in, or hopefully she got away with sneaking in, and left a rather large gift bag on the counter for A.J. Inside were several (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/winsornewton-wintonoilpaints-200ml) small (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/Holbein-Watercolor-holbein18set) items (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/princeton,%20brush,%20sreies,%206600,%20synthetic,%20acrylic,%20oil,%20brushes) and a couple (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/fredrix-oilprimed-linencanvaspanels) large (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/fredrix-watercolor-canvas) ones (http://www.in2art.com/art-supplies/Itoya,%20Art,%20Profolio,%20Professional,%20Presentation,%20Book).

The attached card read:

Merry Christmas, A.J.

Love,
Annette

OOC -- 12/19

[by137.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, canon.

Officially probably going to crash at any moment, but I really do write my best crack in these hazy moments before sleep. :D

Either that, or I just think it's good, and then I wake up and wonder what the heck I was thinking.