Anytime, Big T. [He just stands there, waiting for the fountain to cease its flow. It's tapering off nicely, that's a good sign. He'll take a couple napkins with his free hand and dab at the damage, which to him has been minimal.] Please, I didn't take half the spray you did.
[He nods sagely at the question.]
Afraid so. These drinks are carbonated. They've got air mixed in, gives it a fizzy pop when you drink it. But if it got agitated at all before the cap's come off, ka-bloom. [As he would now know.] Best practice is to squeak the cap off slowly and gauge whether it's gonna spew all over you first.
[ i support him and his crush on christie brinkley.
taair listens to all of this with fascination, collecting the messy napkins and going to dump them into the nearest trash can. ]
Carbonated... I see. [ he learned something new today! right. do not shake the drink. something about it puts a smile on his face, though, and amused: ] You know, Richie, you have quite a way with words.
You do! It's like nothing I've ever heard before. And I feel like I learn something new every time we speak.
[ yay! as for the change bit, he looks down... he does have soda on his fancy boy clothes now. ]
Oh... I didn't even realize. Yes, that'd probably be wise, wouldn't it...? I guess there's nothing to be said for an adventure that doesn't leave a bit of a mess.
Huh. I feel much the same talking to any one of you. Frankly I'm a little stunned we're all standing in the same room, seems like a real grab bag of a posse.
[ taair laughs at that, though, shaking out the last of the soda from his hands. okay. ] But, death, too. All of these experiences, strange as they are, are quite precious to me.
That sounds wonderful. To the clothing store then, yes?
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Anytime, Big T. [He just stands there, waiting for the fountain to cease its flow. It's tapering off nicely, that's a good sign. He'll take a couple napkins with his free hand and dab at the damage, which to him has been minimal.] Please, I didn't take half the spray you did.
[He nods sagely at the question.]
Afraid so. These drinks are carbonated. They've got air mixed in, gives it a fizzy pop when you drink it. But if it got agitated at all before the cap's come off, ka-bloom. [As he would now know.] Best practice is to squeak the cap off slowly and gauge whether it's gonna spew all over you first.
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taair listens to all of this with fascination, collecting the messy napkins and going to dump them into the nearest trash can. ]
Carbonated... I see. [ he learned something new today! right. do not shake the drink. something about it puts a smile on his face, though, and amused: ] You know, Richie, you have quite a way with words.
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Do I? [Most people here are just blanking out on him, it's kind of rattling him. But he'll take it.] Well damn. Thank you.
Did you want to grab a change of clothes, or....?
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[ yay! as for the change bit, he looks down... he does have soda on his fancy boy clothes now. ]
Oh... I didn't even realize. Yes, that'd probably be wise, wouldn't it...? I guess there's nothing to be said for an adventure that doesn't leave a bit of a mess.
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[What is the common denominator here?]
Was this an adventure?
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he nods though, pleased even as he examines the state of his white clothes. could be worse. ]
In a similar vein...yes, I think so. A place I've never been, and an experience I've never known - it sounds a recipe for adventure to me.
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[He pats him on the back with his (cleaner) hand.]
Come on, lets get you presentable. This stuff stains too, you ought to wash it straightaway.
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[ taair laughs at that, though, shaking out the last of the soda from his hands. okay. ] But, death, too. All of these experiences, strange as they are, are quite precious to me.
That sounds wonderful. To the clothing store then, yes?
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[Richie grins.]
You bet.
[They can mosey on over...closes this before we find out who is mcfucking dead]