Strokes of Genius, Thursday (February 11)

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Katchoo did have a mug today, thank you, and could take advantage of that shiny new coffee machine. The mug was from Lacey, who clearly thought she was hilarious; the mug, however, was accurate.

Particularly when Katchoo burned herself on the steam coming from the top of the machine, which was what happened when you opened it up too soon after brewing.

Clocky had tried to say 'I told you so,' but as Katchoo told it repeatedly, did she speak alarm? No.

But at least she had coffee.

[OOC: OCD went wherever the hell my posting mojo and my Farmville gifts keep going, because I'm not getting them. :(]

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Shelley couldn't stand sitting around the apartment for another day, so despite her hatred of the cold, she decided to go shopping. And it felt great!

"Oh, what's this store all about?" she asked, wandering in, eyes wide.

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Katchoo quit rummaging through the variety pack of coffee pods (how hard was it to find two of the Sumatra Mandheling pods in a box of 50, seriously? The single-pod option was just not enough coffee) and glanced at Shelley.

"Don't let the paint and brushes fool you. It's not really an art store."

She was a little shit sometimes. It was fun. Don't judge.

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"It's not? That's fascinating," she replied, completely believing it. "What do you use them for?"

She reached out and picked up a brush, trying to ascertain its other possible uses.

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"Painting people blue and making 'em howl at the moon. It's like an initiation rite for all the new kids," Katchoo deadpanned. "Or cleaning out the air conditioning vents in cars." Because people on the island drove everywhere, of course.

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"I see." She put the brush back. "Well, I don't have a car. Not anymore. It's probably been towed by now, right? If not, it's still sitting in the Nordstrom parking lot where I left it."

She picked up a tube of paint. "Is this stuff safe for skin? You have to be really careful what you rub all over yourself."

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. . . oh good god, she was serious, wasn't she? Katchoo so didn't want to get sued.

"Okay, okay, geez, it's an art store," she admitted. "And that stuff? Probably, but it's still a bitch to get off."

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"Well, I think it's very forward thinking for an art store to sell body paint," she commented. "You know, my friend Holly and I once covered each other in chocolate pudding - it was a dare - but, anyway, that was a pain to get off. I mean, there were a couple of guys there who offered to help, but..." She shrugged. "Men, ya know?"

She put the paint back. "And Holly also broke out in a horrible rash, which is how we found out she was lactose intolerant."

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Oh, did she ever get a sympathetic snort there, despite Katchoo's boggling. Chocolate pudding dares and lactose intolerance and . . . wow.

"Yeah, men. Tell me about it," she scoffed. "Y'know, at least it was just a rash and not worse?" Pudding got places.

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"Oh, I know! Have you ever had a full body wax? That's a kind of pain you don't easily forget." Without thinking, she reached down and rubbed her pelvic bone.

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Okay, there was sympathy, and then there was the boggling. Oh, the boggling.

"No, but I've heard stories -- what, is there a sign on the door that says it's National Overshare Day?" Katchoo demanded.

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"I don't know. Do you want me to go check?" Shelley looked back towards the door, not immediately seeing a sign.

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Katchoo suddenly wished she had an "IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, BANG HEAD HERE" sticker on the counter.

"Yeeeeeeeeeah," she said slowly. "Frikkin' Fandom, it coulda made one show up there when I wasn't looking. You wanna take a quick look for me?"

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"Sure thing," she said brightly, turning towards the door and taking a few steps.

... wait a second. "Are you pulling my leg again? Is there even such a thing as National Overshare Day?" Because Shelley was pretty certain she had never seen a pictorial for that, and they did pictorials for every major day.

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"Gotta be one in some universe." Katchoo held both hands up. She was the picture of innocence. Defaced. "I heard of one where people get together to throw things at the moon once a year, so why the hell not?"

She smirked faintly. "Nah, don't worry about it. Were you lookin' for something?"

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"I don't think so," she replied, totally confused. "Just checking out all the stores. Now that I've got some money, I can do that without it feeling like torture."

She glanced around the store. "But at least now I know where to come if I ever decide to dress up like a naughty artist!"

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"Or if you ever decide you wanna be one," Katchoo replied, thoroughly amused by now even if she was still kind of going WTF WTF WTF. "I hear pottery's kind of a sexy pastime, or at least it was in that one movie."

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"Oh, I love that movie," Shelley replied, allowing herself a moment to daydream what it would be like if a certain someone had his fingers all intertwined with hers wrapped around a giant blob of spinning clay.

"So messy and steamy." She was getting a little turned on, so she shook her head to snap out of the moment. "And I should probably get going."

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Must not snicker. Must not snicker. Must not --

Snerk. Heh.

Katchoo's eyebrow kept twitching when she answered, "Don't let me keep you from your shopping, but if you ever wanna special-order one of those big pottery wheels, we can do that. Just sayin'."

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"I'll keep that in mind," she replied, and she totally would.

"I'll see you around!" God, she needed a man.

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"Small island. Good chance of that," Katchoo deadpanned.

Frikkin' amusing island sometimes, too. "Have fun out in the coooooooold." Even if she got the impression someone needed more of a cold shower. Had to take what you could get sometimes.