[ 54th consult; action ]

[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~ ]

Comments

[dr_conscience]

That would be the day's theme.

[At least his standard first-date behavior is more inclined towards friendly conversation than hypothetical questions and pick-up lines. At least that's one point in favor of luck.]

If you'd really like an answer, then I do come often enough. Convenient, at least. I can't imagine that really interests you, though, does it?

[synanthrope]

No, it doesn't.

[dr_conscience]

Somehow, I didn't think it would.

So how's this been so far? I hope you haven't gotten stuck with anyone too awful.

[synanthrope]

I think you know I'm rather well-versed in getting along with most men.

[dr_conscience]

I may have had some knowledge to that effect.

Of course, I've also heard some fairly impressive horror stories.

[synanthrope]

[She almost looks surprised]

About me?

[dr_conscience]

[That, he laughs off casually.]

No, no... I meant it in general. Why, do you think anyone came away from you with a horror story?

[synanthrope]

Well, I don't know. People think many things.