Caritas | Thursday Evening

[fortworeasons]

"So you're telling me that each of these dates will only last three minutes?"

Tino had not 'told' Laszlo anything of the sort. Laszlo was able to read, though, and was picking up on the new 3MD decoupage situation. And also he just had a very affected way of talking.

"How are we to accomplish anything in three minutes? I'll have scarcely warmed up!" he continued, and also, hey, anyone reading this? That was a fucking lie. And eventually, there would be some good footage to edit regarding the blatancy of that lie, since Tino actually looked right at the camera when Laszlo said that.

Like. Even he knew.

"More's the pity that I'm married, anyway," Laszlo decided, and guess what, that was not really going to ultimately matter. It had barely mattered any of the other dozens of times he and Nadja had gone outside their marriage, so why start now?

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[alwaysonguard]

It was a rare day for Dwight. There actually wasn't a whole lot for him to do. Things were at a temporary standstill with the current project at the forge and there really was no point in getting neck deep into a new project in the meantime. So after spending a good bit of the day trying to keep himself busy with odd jobs and random tasks here and there, Dwight gave up trying to be productive and headed over to Caritas for a couple of drinks.

On his way inside, he caught sight of the unique flyer display and sighed as he walked up to the bar and sat down.

"That time of year again I guess huh?" he muttered as he shook his head slightly.

[fortworeasons]

"Which time?" Laszlo asked, cluelessly. "Is it a special time of year?"

He squinted, looking from Dwight to his camera crew and back again, because this was totally a human issue. Laszlo barely knew what year it was, ever, let alone what time of year it was. "...March? Is it March?"

It was not March, obviously. Also that was probably not what Dwight had meant.

[alwaysonguard]

"It's February" Dwight said, glancing from Laszlo to the camera crew with a slightly confused look. "Valentines Day is coming up. Had last track of the days there a little, didn't realize it was so close they were doing the 3MDs again so soon."

[fortworeasons]

"The 3M -- oh, these!" Laszlo was pretty slow sometimes, but that was an easy enough thing to figure out. "The dates. My good man, how on earth am I supposed to accomplish an entire date in three minutes?"

Laszlo might have had slightly different expectations, here.

"I'll have barely finished my first song in that time!"

See?

[alwaysonguard]

"Well..." Dwight started, giving a slight glance to the camera crew again. " I think the idea is to just kinda get to know someone, see if there's any sort of spark or connection or what not. Some people just use it as a way to meet other people, using it more as a mixer than as an actual dating thing."

Which was exactly how he was going to be approaching it this time around, because Dwight had a feeling he would be roped into it again this year. At least now, he had somewhat of an idea of what to expect from it all.

[fortworeasons]

"And how do we select our dates?" Laszlo asked, puzzled. "Oh! Will there be an auction, perhaps?"

That sounded like fun! He loved bidding money on inappropriate things-slash-people.

[alwaysonguard]

"They are randomly assigned" Dwight said, sadly squashing that dream. "Not quite sure by who, but last year anyways, we showed up and everyone had already been paired up with several different people for the night. Definitely no.... no auction."

[fortworeasons]

"So, what? Tino here is just going to draw names out of a hat or something?" Laszlo asked incredulously, indignant. "Where's the romance in that?"

Laszlo, that was an alarming lack of respect for the RNG process.