The Perk, Saturday afternoon

[gobrookeyourself]

To be fair, Brooke didn't need the caffeine. But she needed to work somewhere besides her room if she didn't want to keep getting distracted, and she had a lot of designs to still finish before the fashion show. So she'd brought her book with her to work, occasionally sipping on her coffee, and just as occasionally visibly spazzing for a moment before sketching something new out. The two things were- amazingly- unrelated.


[Open!]

Comments

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter had a coffee craving. So he stopped by the Perk to get one. He smiled when he saw who was there. "Hey."

[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke looked up from her designs, greeting him with a smile. "Hey yourself. Caffeine fix or are you just here to see me?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Started as one, ended out as the other," Peter said. He gestured towards the counter. "Need a refill?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"I shouldn't," she admitted. "This is like my third. I may end up bouncing ceilingward at this rate. But thank you."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"You're ruining my ability to treat you," Peter pointed out. "Want a cookie or something instead?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"How about you surprise me, and I'll tell you how you did?" she suggested.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"A challenge." Peter nodded. "I accept."

Peter went over to the counter, pondered his options, then got a coffee for himself and a thick piece of chocolate cake with two forks. He brought it all back to Brooke's table and took a seat. "How's that?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"I think you pass," she said, putting aside the book to grab a fork. "Nice job."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad you approve," Peter said. He nodded towards her stuff. "Homework? On a Saturday?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"Designs," Brooke corrected. "The cheerleaders are putting on a fashion show starring my clothes, so I figured it would look bad if I let them show up onstage naked."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Peter tried to take a closer look. "That's awesome. When's it going to be?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"Not entirely sure yet, which is why I'm trying to rush without being too rushy so that I'm sloppy. But I think I've been working too much because I'm starting to get distracted at shiny objects," she said, turning the book to let him see better.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"How many do you have to do?" Peter asked. He grinned. "Maybe it would help to ask yourself what Tim would do."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana was out with the twins in the carrier Harry had handwavily helped fix up for her because she just couldn't stand to be in the room any more. Besides, fresh air was supposed to be good for kids, right?

When she saw Brooke in the Perk she remembered that Lucas had said he'd known a Brooke and that made her think that just maybe she could casually try to find out his last name from her.

"Brooke?" Lana said. "Hey, how's it going?"

[gobrookeyourself]

She looked up from her work, greeting her with, "Hey. Just doing some work for the show." And looking down at the twins, asked, "New accessories?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana rolled her eyes. "Ethics class. The unplanned consequences of Lust. I got twins. And the father makes mechanical things blow up, so I'm kind of the primary caretaker by default."

[gobrookeyourself]

"Eek," she said, looking sympathetic. "We had to do that for Cool class, except with eggs. And then we were supposed to smash the eggs on the last day. Hopefully you can skip that part, because... weird."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I wouldn't like that at all," Lana said with a smile. "Luckily, they're pretty good, not a whole lot of crying, though the 2:30 wake-ups I could totally do without."

Now, how to manage this somewhat subtlely... "So... at cheerleading this week, I saw you waving to this guy I met. Lucas? And he said he'd known you - or another you before."

[gobrookeyourself]

Considering Brooke had reported Lana and Lucas' little indoors date, subtlety was sort of lost on her. "Oh? Yeah, I know him. Well, sort of. We dated." Of course with her, 'dated' meant a lot of things.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Too bad Lana almost never listened to the radio. Or maybe it was good she hadn't or she'd be melting into the floor right about now.

"He seemed like a nice guy," Lana said, wondering if she was beet red yet. "I was thinking I might drop off a book we were talking about, but I realized I, um... don't know his last name."

[gobrookeyourself]

If only she were a nicer person, she'd be able to not play with this. "Hmm, which part to question first, the 'drop off a book' or the 'talking'..." she wondered.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"What?" Lana said. "We, I, um... sold him some Dorothy Parker books and I have a couple of her others and I thought..."

She looked at Brooke's face and sighed. "Did he tell you?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"Yeah, guess who has radio Wednesday nights," Brooke grinned.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana's eyes went wide as she realized what Brooke meant, then she covered her face with her hands. "Oh God, I feel stupid."

[gobrookeyourself]

"Nah, it just means I get the right to tease," she said, shrugging. "So are you two like a thing now, or something?" Last name notwithstanding.