Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan was squinting at the specials board today, yes.

"I mean, I guess it's thematic for the weekend," he noted, "but how are those any different from regular pancakes?"

Today's Specials:
Mortarboard Pancakes
Congratulations, Graduates of 2019!

Apparently they were square.

Alrighty then.

[OOC: Open!]

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[uncertain_dume]

Kanan shrugged.

"So I am considering myself lucky," he reported. "Can't be much worse than whatever you're going to make me wear to go dancing, can they?"

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack calmly rummaged out her phone, typed in a search phrase, and showed him just how much worse it could be.

"You tell me."

[uncertain_dume]

Well.

Now Kanan was staring.

"... Jury's still out until I see my dancing gear," he said, after a long moment.

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack snickered evilly, "You're not seeing that until it's time to stuff you into it."

Mostly because she didn't have pictures. Should've taken some.

Though.. She scrolled through her phone and showed him a picture of the outfit she'd picked out for Sparkle. All black lace and velvet and burn-outs and chains. An outfit made of boldness or anger, depending on the attitude it was worn with. "Just so you know my general aesthetic. That's what I bought Sparkle for Christmas."

[uncertain_dume]

"There's one hell of an outfit," Kanan noted, looking thoughtfully at the whole ensemble. "Not really my style, but I can appreciate that."

... Really, Kanan's style was kind of 'bounty hunter chic.' So.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Your style is half mercenary and half monk," Jack pointed out to him, "Colors are a thing that can happen. Other than green, brown, black and grey."

[uncertain_dume]

"Green's a color!"

It was a very earthy green, there, Kanan.

"And I look good in it," he added, mumbling.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Green is one color," Jack pointed out, "There are lots of others. I'm sure you'd look good in more than just green. I mean, we could go fuckin' wild and try some jewel tones on you. They'd go with your skin tone. Dark purple'd look good with your eyes."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan paused a moment, trying to picture himself in purple.

The look on his face suggested that he was having difficulty managing it.

"Yeaaaah, I'm not sold, Jack."

[biotic_psychotic]

"Guess we'll just have to go shopping sometime so I can make you try stuff on where there's a mirror you could see yourself," Jack chirped cheerfully.

Really, Kanan. Just how big a hole were you gonna dig yourself here?

[uncertain_dume]

Look, the second his shovel hit rocks, he'd just use the Force to start lifting them.

"Does getting to see myself while I'm trying things on mean I get veto power?"

[biotic_psychotic]

Stubborn man.

"Yes," Jack agreed, "Unless you veto every shirt that's not green, brown, black, or grey. Cuz then I'll just start ignoring you and stuffing you into more jewel tones."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan considered this for a few moments more.

"... Deal."

Look, he could cope with colors if he had to. It was leather straps he took exception to.