JGOB, Friday Early Afternoon

[filleauloup]

Éponine ordinarily stopped in at the Perk whenever she decided to indulge her craving for a nice, hot, extra-chocolatey mocha, but she'd caught the barista eyeing her suspiciously a couple of days ago and -- despite not having had any designs on stealing any of the sugar packets that time -- had decided it might be best to avoid the place for a little while.

She was still mildly resentful, but nothing to be done about it, really. She got looks like that much less these days, and anyhow the suspicion wasn't entirely baseless since she had stolen sugar from the Perk a few times. Just not that particular time. She liked the food at J,GoB better anyway (or so she tried to justify it to herself), so it was fine.

Except, that was, for the fact that she had asked for a sandwich on a pretzel roll, not a flatbread wrap. And technically it was still on a pretzel roll; it was just . . . much flatter than usual.

Whatever. It still tasted fine.

[OOC: Open? Well, yes.]

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[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"I asked for donut," Dean griped. "Not--whatever the hell that is."

It was safe to say Dean was not enjoying today's oddities. He did, however, notice the hot French chick. And gave her a smile.

[filleauloup]

"They're likely to tell you it is one," Éponine informed him, smiling as if she were pleased to be noticed. "There isn't a bit of bread they've got today that doesn't look as if it's been trampled."

She paused and inspected the bakery case a bit more carefully.

"Cleaner, though, so there's that at the least."

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"At least it's not a rain of hot cocoa." Or blood.

[filleauloup]

"Oh, d'you mean like the other day? I didn't mind that so much, even if it was a bit sticky," Éponine remarked.

She'd agree with him on the blood, though. Because ew.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"It got on my jacket." That was not okay.

[filleauloup]

"Well, all right, that's a bit vexing," Éponine conceded. "But at least it's not as if you've got to haul your things down to the pond to wash, or --"

A distant, vaguely uncomfortable look crossed her face before she shook it off.

"-- or drag water by the bucketful in the middle of winter. That's one thing I like about these washing machines, even if they do cost money. Goodness, if it comes to that I'll wash it for you, if you like."

Look, she'd learned how to use the laundromat. It was an accomplishment. She was allowed to brag a little bit.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"You would?" No, Dean. "Nah. I can do my own."

In case he left a knife in his pants or something. His life was special.

"But I wouldn't mind the company."

[filleauloup]

Kind of like Montparnasse, then, just presumably without the killing people to take their fancy clothes.

"Is that so?" Éponine looked amused. "You've an odd sense of fun, if that's the case."

Which was not to say odd was bad.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Pretty sure the company would make it worth while."

[filleauloup]

"Are you so sure about that, monsieur?" Éponine asked, playfully challenging. And still amused.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Darling, I'm always sure." Or dead. Deeeeaaaaad.

[filleauloup]

Éponine picked a piece of salami out of her sandwich and ate it, making a show of thinking over her reply.

"I could," she remarked, "say yes only because I've got plans to make off with your things."

She wouldn't (most likely), but she'd still consider it. Habit.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"You could." It would end so well for them both!

[filleauloup]

Incredibly well!

Éponine raised an eyebrow at him. "Still so sure, then?"

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"I'm always sure."

[filleauloup]

Éponine burst out laughing. "All right, then! I suppose one's got to have something to do other than watching the clothes spin in the machine."

Even if it was fun. What? It was.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Pretty sure we can think of lots of things." And this is why Dean isn't allowed in polite company. This right here.

[filleauloup]

What did Éponine really know about polite company? Not much. And she really should behave herself, but.

"As if you haven't thought of a few already!"