The Perk, Monday Afternoon

[longislandiceme]

Yeah, okay, so. Bobby had some Big News. And he'd meant to do this like, weeks ago, but, you know... evil mutants and missions and blah blah blah.

He just really hoped Karla had managed to keep what Sookie had told her under wraps because, you know. Part of the fun was getting to tell one's friends and all. Best friends in particular.

So he'd handwavily given Warren a call, luring him temporarily back to Fandom with promises of coffee from the Perk. Because this was the sort of thing that was so much more fun in person.

Snagging a table, he ordered an iced coffee for himself and an Americano for War, and an obscene amount of pastries, and sat down to wait.

[ooc: expecting he who is named but also open!]

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[longislandiceme]

"Sarcasm, War?" Bobby said loftily. "I'm not sure that was called for."

[wwiii]

"Yeah, but I was being sarcastic about myself, so it hardly counts. Unless you're standing up for my honor, in which case, I owe you one, man. I really do need someone around to reprimand me when I start mouthing myself off like that."

So you tell him, Bobby. You tell him good.

"So, what's the big news? You're not going to make me beg, are you?"

[longislandiceme]

"That would be pretty funny..." Bobby mused.

[wwiii]

"Oh, that's cruel and unusual," Warren replied, shaking his head. "What kind of begging should I stoop to, then? Bribery? Sobbing at your feet?"

He had no intentions of sobbing at anyone's feet.

[longislandiceme]

"As entertaining as that would be..." Bobby snickered.

"I, uh. May have asked Sookie to marry me." 'May have', Bobby?

[wwiii]

"'May have,' Bobby?"

Yeah, sometimes Warren and Bobby's narrative shared a wavelength or two. But Warren was grinning as he said that, because that really was something that required a grin.

"And is it possible that she just maybe said yes?"

[longislandiceme]

Considering his 'proposal' had pretty much consisted of him shoving the ring at her and mumbling something about how she didn't have to, 'may have' was... pretty damn accurate.

"She did." Big, goofy grin now.

[wwiii]

Warren's return grin wasn't half as goofy, but it was pretty wide all the same as he stood, reached across the table, and clapped Bobby on the shoulder.

"That," he informed him, "is probably the most excellent news I've heard in forever. Congratulations! Have you guys figured out a date or anything yet?"