JGOB- Saturday morning

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

So... there'd been some drama over at the old JGOB this morning.

All Jess had wanted was to get some coffee and maybe an eclair, and to be a generally friendly person, because that's what she was. And making eye contact was polite. How was she supposed to know that if she did that, the clerk would pass out behind the counter? And then with everyone freaking out, Jess had jumped the counter which was something she hadn't known she could do but it was awesome, and started trying to help and then people complained about being dizzy and she'd been ordered out.

Really, what was Fandom thinking, giving this power to the woman with the giant owl eyes? It was a miracle she didn't take out the whole room by finishing a blink.

Now she was sitting at a table with her coffee and pastry, looking apologetic and super awkward while the people behind the counter glared. Maybe she'd eat fast. And spend the rest of the weekend in her room.


[Yep, Jess got Nikolai's power, so good luck with that. Open!]

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[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

James walked into JGOB, angry and wearing tall heeled shoes. Which was probably part of the reason he was angry. Probably the other part was because he walked in instead of just making with the, you know, PEW.

After ordering a bagel and coffee, he finally realized that people were glaring at someone who wasn't him for once. So of course he strutted over - shut up - to find out why. "What'd you do to piss these guys off so much?" he asked, sitting down at the table. He assumed he was welcome.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

Jess quickly looked down at the table, and spent a few seconds wondering if enough time looking at it would do anything to the table. How did this work? Why was there no instruction manual?

"I don't know, I just ordered breakfast! And maybe rendered a guy unconscious but it was totally an accident," she told the table.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Really? What did you hit him with? I didn't see any blood," James asked, looking back toward the counter.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I think I looked at him?" Jess told the table. "But really, how was I supposed to know?"

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

And that was the sound of a chair screeching across the floor as James backed up. If he had his speed, he would have asked this next question from across the room. Sigh. "You knock people out by looking at them?"

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I think so. Did you just move your chair away?" Jess asked the table.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"No, I would never do that!" James said, not wanting to anger the lady with eye daggers or whatever was going on. "Unless you asked me to. Then it would be rude not to. Right?"

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I mean, I'm not even looking at you," Jess pointed out to the table. "...And I can't figure out how to drink my coffee like this."

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Hold on," James said, getting up carefully, strutting over to the counter to grab a straw, and strutting back to toss it onto the table by her cup. "Nice and easy!"

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said, starting to look up-

-and then clapping her hand over her eyes maybe a tad overdramatically.

You don't have eyebeams, Jess.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"DONTLOOKATME!" was what James said as he dove through the wait, trying to avoid the non-existent eyebeams.

Well, "dove." He could walk in these heels, but he couldn't really leap in them. So he pretty much just crashed to the ground. "Ow."

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I'M NOT LOOKING AT YOU," Jess said, to her hand covering her eyes. "Oh god why is everything terrible!"

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Right now, I'm just going to blame you for it," James said. "And I think I broke a heel. Goddammit."

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"Are you wearing heels?" Jess asked, trying to peer at his feet under her hand.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"No. Shut up," James said, trying to kick the shoes off.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"Because you said you were," she said.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well," James said, struggling to get the second shoe off. "I gave you a straw and then you tried to kill me with your eyes. So I'm not wearing heels, okay?"

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I didn't try to kill you, I was trying to look for the straw! Anyway, I didn't kill anybody? Did I kill anybody?" she said, turning her head towards the counter with her hands still over her eyes.

She paused. "Are they nodding?"

They were in fact still glaring, but everyone was alive.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"How would I know? I'm not the one with death eyes and murderous intent. Keep your own body count, lady!" James complained as he got the second shoe off and slowly got to his feet.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"Fine, then I say it's zero. My body count is zero. So stop overreacting," said the girl with her eyes covering her death stare.

[usedtowhizz.livejournal.com]

"Oh, trust me, I will," James said. And then the counter called his name to pick up his order. "I will when you learn how to control those things." He started walking veeeeeeeeery slowly off toward the counter. He was so mad about the heels right now. SO MAD.

[beyonce_pad_thai]

For Mindy, the first sign that something was up today should have been that she walked right into a table leg and didn't trip. She was oblivious, though.

"Maybe that table should be moved somewhere a little less, um, centrally-located," she suggested brightly and passive aggressively to the staff at the counter. Then as she caught sight of their facial expressions, she said, "Whoa. Some group of people woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning."

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I knocked a guy out with my face. It's a thing," Jess said, sounding resigned with one hand over her eyes and her face pointed at her table, safely.

[beyonce_pad_thai]

"Whoa, like a head-butt?" Mindy was intrigued. "Or like, 'damn, girl, your face is so hot I'm gonna keel over and risk a concussion'?"

Her impression of a melodramatic pick-up line-delivering guy was fairly impressive.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I paid and said thank you and looked at him and bam, everybody's checking his airways," Jess sighed. At the table.

[beyonce_pad_thai]

"As a doctor, I don't think your face is responsible for that," Mindy said. "No offense. I just mean that medically speaking, you don't see a lot of faces responsible for fainting, usually."

She tried to lean on the counter, but her arm phased right through it. She screamed.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"What happened? What'd I do?" Jess asked, trying to look around while keeping her eyes covered.

[beyonce_pad_thai]

"I think this table is a joke table!" Mindy freaked out nonsensically. She grabbed at her arm to make sure it was still solid.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"I think joke tables in here might go against building codes?" Jess tried. She didn't know, she couldn't look.

Or she could, but she wasn't gonna chance it. What if she killed the joke table?

[beyonce_pad_thai]

"My arm just went through the countertop!" Now the staff were doubly regretful that they had bothered to show up for work today. Mindy was shrill.

[puppyinacup.livejournal.com]

"Are you sure? I mean... maybe your eyes played a super mean trick on you?" Jess said, dying to look but not looking.