Chilly Boulder | Mid Afternoon | Wednesday | May 12

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Alex was pretty sure he'd only been in this place once for someone's party. He tended to stick to bars and beaches, places where the booze and girls tended to outnumber the kids. Today though, he was making an exception.

And, really, even he liked ice cream. In fact, he'd already ordered a bowl of something that he'd smothered in just about every sweet thing he could find. It was almost like he was quitting smoking except he wasn't quitting. He just wanted ice cream.

Now, he'd just eat it leisurely while he waited for Emma to join him. And then he'd have to restrain himself not to flick anything at her. It would be a tough bit of control. Really.

[Alex is here for that one blonde telepath but ice cream joint's an open place!]

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[icecoldfrost]

"You got started without me?" That one blonde telepath was going to stand in the door and pout at him. "Or did you think you could finish and hide the evidence before I got here?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Don't pout, you'll get wrinkles on that pretty face of yours," Alex chided, glancing over. "And I just sat down. I've had a bite, maybe. But, I'll stop until you tell me I can start again. Better?"

[icecoldfrost]

"You sure you want to make me an offer like that? I might decide to eat all your ice cream before I let you start again," she teased.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"If you try that, I'll decide that I don't have to listen to you and dump the ice cream on your head," Alex mock threatened.

[icecoldfrost]

"You would not. That would be ice cream abuse, and you wouldn't waste perfectly good ice cream by dumping it on me!" Except it was Alex, and he might, to make a point.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Really, Emma, have we met?" Alex asked, fixing her with a look. "Come on now."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma just stuck her tongue out at him in a stunning display of maturity. "If you even think it, I'll earworm you for a week," she promised, flouncing past him to order her ice cream.

She came back a moment later with a banana slipt bigger than her head, covered in chocolate, whipped cream, sprinkles, and cherries. "There. Much better."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Does that mean I can eat now?" Alex asked, looking impressed at her choice of ice cream. "Or should I wait until you've led us in a prayer of thanks?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Oh great Ice Cream God, we hereby sacrifice these flavors to you in thanks," Emma replied sarcastically, waving her spoon about. "Prayer accomplished; dig in."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I never knew you were so eloquent," Alex teased, reaching to eat a spoonful of his ice cream. "Having a good week? Workshops and all?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Three out of four done for the week!" she cheered before popping a cherry in her mouth. "Science is pretty cool, we blew up fruit. French is French, and I got made a TA for Kerrigan's class."

"What have you done this week, besides laze about?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"...that's about it," Alex admitted, shrugging. "My classes start tomorrow so I met some new kids on the roof, met some new kids in a common room. And I smoked some. I bothered Rose yesterday. It's been a highly productive few days."

[icecoldfrost]

"Traumatized any of the new ones yet?" she asked. "Seduced them to your evil ways?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm taking my time," Alex told her, leaning back and grinning. "I think Karla's ready to kill me so that's an accomplishment, right?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Picking on Karla? Shame," she tsked, shaking her head. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you had a Thing for pretty blonde girls with powers."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, she did admit to thinking about kissing me so maybe that's right," Alex said, shrugging. "I think she's pining for me, Emma. I should let her down easy."

[icecoldfrost]

"Hardly pining, she's got that dashing young beau of hers to amuse her, but she probably was wondering if the talent matches the ego," Emma teased. "After all, it clearly isn't your modest and sweet personality that causes me to keep you around."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Does the talent match the ego, Emma?" Alex couldn't help but ask her.

[icecoldfrost]

"Now now, a lady doesn't kiss and tell such sordid details," she scolded. "Not even to the gentleman in question. They might get spread around, and ruin her reputation."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex snickered at that but didn't press. Lucky for her, in most other situations, he would have.

"So, you and Jack kiss and make up yet?" he asked, changing the subject. "Last I heard, you and he had a little tiff."

[icecoldfrost]

"We did," she said primly, taking another bite of her ice cream. "Plenty of very nice kissing and making up, thank you."

"Although then radio had to go and say that someones were discussing their sexcapades on the roof." Emma gave Alex a glare. "Which I'm rather sure is somehow your fault, but he still gets part of the blame."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh, calm down," Alex chided, shaking his head. "I asked him about sex in a public place. Not specifically with you."

[icecoldfrost]

"Like that's so much better," she replied, rolling her eyes. "And it's still your fault."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Most things are my fault, darling," Alex said, gently mocking her there but smiling while he did it. "I take pride in that. Obviously, it doesn't bother you too much. You're still finding me irresistible."

[icecoldfrost]

"Oh, eat your ice cream before it melts," she sulked, flicking some of her whipped cream at him. "You aren't irresistible, and you're just lucky that Effy and I didn't strike up a conversation in French class about how much of a cuddly push-over you are. We could, you know. To practice our French."