Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"What's that?" Jeff asked, as he tried to peek over Gunther's shoulder in the kitchen.

Gunter shot him a foul look, and demanded to know why he was terrified of every woman who as much as strayed near the entrance, and yet he couldn't keep bugging him.

"You're not a woman," Jeff pointed out.

Gunther threw him a look.

"It takes the pressure off," Jeff offered, "...Is that fish eggs?"

"OUT!"

Jeff scurried back to the desk in all haste.

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Jeff!" Carrying sandwiches and secretly (as they were covered by other clothes) clad in a certain birthday present, Turtle bounced into the hotel today as usual.

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Turtle!" Jeff poked his head out from where he'd been, well, hiding from Gunther.

By ducking under the edge of his desk. While still remaining seated. "Sandwiches!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"That's right!" Turtle said happily, bouncing over to the desk. "Been hiding from crazy Gunther again?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Remember how we were talking about fish eggs?" Jeff asked, shooting a glance at the door, "I think he heard us."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle frowned a little. "Someone needs to get his own ideas about stuff."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"They're a bit gooey," Jeff said, sadly. Then he sort of leaned towards the sandwiches. "Happy Day After Birthday."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle nudged the sandwiches forward and leaned toward Jeff, with a smile. "Thanks," she said. "I got some really great swag."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Did you get anything really spectacular?" Jeff asked, pulling the sandwiches towards himself.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"The pie Ned got me is nuts," she admitted with a laugh. "It's a veritable mountain. It's awesome. Lots of awesome things. I'm going to spend the afternoon writing everyone thank you notes."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully not the whole afternoon." He reached into the bag and got out a sandwich, but didn't quite start eating yet. "You've got to eat the pie first!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"It's a really substantial pie, Jeff," Turtle informed him, retrieving her own sandwich once Jeff had his. "This thing'll last me at least a week."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Can you at least take a break for pie?"

Jeff was utilizing his puppy dog eyes. While biting into his sandwich.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle knew puppy eyes when she saw them. Especially from Jeff.

"Would this break for pie," she asked, also while biting into her sandwich, "also include a break for Jeff?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff swallowed a heavy bite. "If you've got the time," he offered, "I wouldn't want to interrupt you if you're tackling really substantial pie."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Well," said Turtle, "I guess it would only make sense to have some help in that sort of thing, wouldn't it?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"It depends on the substance of the pie." Bye-bye, sandwich. "I could do a medium substantial pie with no trouble at all."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"It's well beyond medium," Turtle warned. "But, if there's the two of us...I know I can handle pretty substantial by myself."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Then it's a date," Jeff decried, "Substanial pie breaks!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle leaned over to give Jeff a kiss on the cheek. "It's very nice of you to help me consume the pie, Jeff."