The Perk- Wednesday evening

[throughaphase]

There wasn't really any reason Kitty had to be here, save for the fact that mostly going from home to the bar and then home got a little sad when it got repetitive. So getting some green tea thing that looked gross but actually tasted good, she set up shop on a sofa with her laptop to return some emails. The way these always worked out was that her mom heard absolutely nothing interesting, Shan's emails tended to amount to "Still weird here, but at least there are no Sentinels!" and everyone seemed fine with that.

What Kitty wasn't fine with, though, was the fact that the sofas were better for sitting, but there was never ever a comfortable way to type from one. It was the 21st century, you'd think they'd figure this out by now.

[This is what happens when you binge on a canon: constant posting. Open!]

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[furnaceface]

Someday, Jono would get the memo that drinking coffee in the evening was probably not doing anything to help his insomnia issues. Or, more likely, he'd continue to embrace his coffee habit, if only because if he wasn't sleeping already, then what harm did it really do?

"One of these days," he greeted as he walked by the couch, raising his coffee in a brief salute, "they'll think to bring in tables that are short enough to actually work off of if you're sitting on the sofas."

Also, hello.

[throughaphase]

Kitty raised her green tea thing right back. "I think they're in cahoots with the people who make those lap desks," she mused. "It's all a conspiracy."

[furnaceface]

"And the lap desks wouldn't even be such a bother, if they actually provided those here, free of charge to customers," Jono offered, finding an armchair to take a seat in, himself. "Not that I own a laptop, but even reading a paper can be one hell of a challenge when you're trying to juggle that, a hot coffee, and perhaps a muffin or something."

This 'needing to eat' thing was so bloody inconvenient.

[throughaphase]

"How do you... Wait. You don't own a laptop?" Meanwhile she was just slightly addicted to hers.

[furnaceface]

"Never used to be particularly good with computers," Jono explained, looking a little sheepish. "I've got a desktop at The Boards, it does what I need it to do when I'm working through budgets and whatnot, but the digital world and I never got along well enough for me to justify buying one."

At least he'd kicked his old Farmville habit?

[throughaphase]

"I think I'd go crazy," Kitty said with a little shudder. "Which probably means you're better off than me..."

[furnaceface]

Jonothon gave a crooked sort of smile at that.

"Wouldn't go that far," he decided. "I'm still shite with computers. Could put together a motorcycle from spare parts in the dark if you asked me to, but ask me to Google something and I'll stare at you blankly."

Well, he wasn't quite that bad. But it was a near thing.

[throughaphase]

"I'm going to start twitching," Kitty decided. "Do you need help? I can teach you some things, seriously. At least learn the Google-fu."

[furnaceface]

"I am a master of all things YouTube," Jonothon informed Kitty solemnly, before smiling just slightly. "And that's about it. If you had a few moments to spare, I certainly wouldn't be opposed to learning more. Especially to save you from a case of the twitches, luv."

[justlurkinghere]

And then, suddenly, Derek.

Yes, he'd opened the door and walked in like a normal person, but that didn't stop him from having a vaguely... lurky... vibe as he stood and stared at the drink menu.

He was new in town, just cut him a break!

[throughaphase]

The first thing Kitty noticed was the lurkiness. Strange how that happened.

"If you ask what's good they'll probably start throwing samples at you," she told him helpfully.

[justlurkinghere]

Look, it was just a part of being a werewolf. Ask anyone!

Derek glanced over at her, not giving into that latest craze the kids called 'facial expressions' before making a noise in vague agreement. "I doubt that helps sales."

[throughaphase]

"It does if you buy something because you liked the sample," she pointed out.

[justlurkinghere]

But you said throwing, Kitty!

He sighed, fixing the poor barista with a creepy intense look. "Whatever normal coffee you have." Then he looked over at Kitty as though to show that he totally had the social skills.

Just look at them go! Socially!

[throughaphase]

"Well, that was daring," she said dryly.

[justlurkinghere]

Hey now. Don't mock him for his lack of daring when it came to caffeine!

It didn't even work on him!

"Is there something wrong with coffee?"

[throughaphase]

"No," she said, almost smiling. "Just all that time looking at the menu, I thought you'd go for something a little more... not that."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not exactly a tea person," he replied dryly, taking his coffee from the suitably cowed worker.

Yeessss, fear his wolfy might NPC worker!

[furnaceface]

And here Jono had thought that he had the market cornered on lurking in the Perk. It wasn't exactly the sort of place that people tended to go to in order to lurk, after all.

"Coffee's safe," he intoned, helpfully. "Unless you were hoping for something with more syllables to it than War and Peace."

But no really, you were lurking on his turf, what.

[justlurkinghere]

Hey. Hey. He could lurk wherever he wanted, Jono.

And he could also stare at you for a very long time instead of responding. BECAUSE YOU'RE GREY.

[furnaceface]

AND YOU AREN'T.

"You must be new."

Look, if the lurking wasn't a clue, the staring was!

[justlurkinghere]

You are just so lucky to not be a teenage boy, Jono. You'd end up with a Derek in your room so fast for being confusing like this.

The staring just got a little more intense in response. Look, he'd learned that if you just stayed quiet and stared enough, people sometimes gave answers. Because it was way better than letting on that you were completely without a clue.

...at least he looked pretty in a leather jacket?

[furnaceface]

At least there was that. And Jono was fond of leather. He had a leather jacket of his own somewhere.

It didn't fit him any more.

"... And possibly you're also mute, or you've been hit upside the head with something blunt and heavy." Jono sighed. "You know, I've almost gotten used to people not looking at me like that."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're grey," Derek ground out. Because, c'mon. Did he have to say it?

[furnaceface]

Aha! He wasn't mute!

"And you're sort of a pinkish-tan," Jonothon replied, lifting his coffee and casually taking a mouthful. "Coffee, meanwhile, is brown. We've mastered grade-school colour theory, now. I'm sorry I don't have a sticker for you. The kind that says, 'Wow!' in bold letters and smells like grapes if you scratch it."