Moobyland, Tuesday Evening

[suitably_heroic]

Most of the time, the portal lag wasn't so bad. You got used to it, going back and forth as much as Atton did. Except usually he didn't bounce around the same places this often in the same, relatively short timeframe. And now his head hurt.

He'd almost considered going to the Devil's Nest, before remembering that at his age, alcohol wasn't going to fix the pounding in his head. So he took a different turn and wound up... here.

To the place where no vegetables were allowed.

He stood inside, squinting up at the menu for entirely too long. "Look, can I just have something with grease on it? I don't care what. Just slather grease on a bun and give that to me if that's on the menu."

It was a day.

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[totalwildcard]

Meanwhile, Harley was just on the hunt for something with extra cheese, and the burger joint just seemed like a good place for it. At least when she wanted to get it near her place, and right that moment, she did.

So she half-bounced in through the door, then stopped when she saw who else was there.

"Oh, look who it is!"

[suitably_heroic]

"Well, hey, it's the woman behind the most satisfying room service bill I have ever sent home to the office," Atton greeted back, lifting his chin with a grin. "Hey, Harley."

[totalwildcard]

Harley looked instantly wistful, hands clasped together and all.

"Ugh, I miss the room service so much."

[suitably_heroic]

"It's definitely one of the benefits of living in a hotel," Atton said cheerfully. "Better than take-out."

[totalwildcard]

"Yeah, but when there's not some random guy somewhere footing the bill, it's not as much fun," Harley complained. With a pout and everything.

Because this was serious. Of course, it would also pass in like ten seconds, but it was serious in the moment.

[suitably_heroic]

"Yeah, that's fair," Atton allowed. "I'm abusing the hell out of my portal privileges while I still have them for the same reason."

[totalwildcard]

"Ooh, right, the portals, I should try those."

See, the serious was already passing, for another train of thought to take its place.

"Dunno where I would go, but - somewhere!"

[suitably_heroic]

"I mean, you've got a lot of places to choose from," Atton said, shrugging. "Why not walk into the Portalocity office sometime and see what they've got? Apparently there's a world without shrimp out there."

[totalwildcard]

"...Why?"

Just why, Atton. Why a world without shrimp? Surely you knew the answer!

[suitably_heroic]

"Some people are allergic...?"

He didn't know.

[totalwildcard]

"So they had to allergy proof an entire world?"

Harley did not look like she thought that made any sense, at all.

"That seems like overkill, and trust me, I know overkill."

[suitably_heroic]

"Look, it wasn't my call," Atton said, amused. He picked up a fry. "I'm fine with shrimp."

[totalwildcard]

"Well, you better be," Harley admonished him, complete with a raised finger, "'cause otherwise we were about to have a problem."

No, but enjoy that outrageous pronunciation of 'problem', Atton. Her hand had already dropped again.

"Anyway, how many slices of cheese do you think they let you get away with in your burger here?"

[suitably_heroic]

"For you? Probably as many as you want," Atton said, tilting his head. "Just put on your best puppy dog eyes."

[totalwildcard]

Funny, Harley was tilting her head too, now.

"You think I've got the power of puppy dog eyes?" she asked. "Really?"

[suitably_heroic]

"I think you could pull it off, yeah," Atton said.

[totalwildcard]

"Well, I thank you for your trust," Harley decided, looking... weirdly touched by it, just a little bit, because she was Harley and sometimes that happened. "Though I think I'm just gonna ask real nicely, first."

...Oh, right, she should actually order something. Turning towards the counter now.