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[dr_conscience]

[ James Wilson is, by a rule, not generally the kind of person you would be inclined to call lucky. So it is that he winds up being cursed every now and again, and today is just one of those lucky days for him. He's made a few stops himself, sitting down and finding himself having a typical first-date conversation. (Almost luckily, he has a formula for such conversations.)

By now, a day of impromptu dating has worn on him and it's time to grab a bite to eat. As such, he has a sandwich, and he's seated at a small, inviting 2-person table, in a friendly cafe just off the square. Should anyone feel so inclined, they would be most welcome to join him. Really. He has no choice but to feel that way. ]



[ooc: As it says, open to anyone~ ]

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[nosferotofu.livejournal.com]

Hi, Wilson.



Do you play any instruments? And if you do, what song would you play for someone on your first date?

[dr_conscience]

Hey, Ed.

[ It's always nice to see a familiar face, especially one that's looking much better than it was the last time you saw it.

Of course, now he's sitting down and... asking one of those questions that seem to be so popular. Wilson smiles slightly; part of it is that he'd be amused either way, but more of it is that he's stuck in friendly date mode for anyone and everyone that sits down with him. ]

Unfortunately, no. Or... at least not for a very long time now. Though I am quite adept at using the stereo, and can use that to play a few of my date's favorite songs. I think a little research and extra effort is generally worth it.

[nosferotofu.livejournal.com]

You didn't have to answer that, you know. But you probably had as much of a choice as me.



Thanks for coming down there. I didn't realize it was a vampire bar. I wouldn't have guessed Frankie-

[dr_conscience]

[ He just raps his knuckles once on the table, giving a slow, small shake of his head with a tight smile. ] I certainly did.

[ After a moment, he relaxes, sitting back and folding his hands on the table, his fingers interlocking. ]

It's alright. You needed help, I could help, ergo... [ and that he just punctuates with a shrug of his shoulders, considering it an effective means of concluding the topic ]

So. You and Frankie, you're... from the same world, obviously?

[nosferotofu.livejournal.com]

Not everyone thinks like that. Guess I got lucky.

We're brothers.

[dr_conscience]

[ He just shrugs at that. Practiced modesty. ] Well, I like to think more people do than not.

Really? Frankie's been here quite a while on his own. He must be glad you're here.