one inch = a mile.

[soalive]

Well, well, well. It only took you how many months to cave? You know, I'm beginning to think I should feel a little insulted. You lay one eye on her, and all of a sudden, see how fast priorities change! News at eleven!

What's that? Jealous? [ a chuckle. ] Me? [ he points to himself. ] Of her? [ he points away, somewhere in the distance. ]

C'mon. I like to think you know me a little better than that by now. You know, I could have sworn I mentioned the months and months you kept me cooped up in here already.. So. What are you waiting for? You opened the door, it's only right we walk through it. After all, we have so much time to make up for.

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[crazyamy]

Jealous of who? Oh god. I hope it's not me. It definitely can't be me. I didn't do anything, I don't think. Oh -- what if I did?

Oh no.

[ groan. ]

[soalive]

You caught me - [ he points a finger briefly in her direction ] it's all you.

You have ten seconds to figure out what you did. Time starts .. now.

[crazyamy]

Oh no. Ten seconds? -- Nine now! Oh no.

Well -- I --

Well, the other day there was that guy in the bakery who told me I had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen and I was just so startled and confused because I'm me and I just screamlaughed in his face and he looked really weirded out and I couldn't stop hysterically laughing because he doesn't even understand how ridiculous I am but I guess in retrospect he was only trying to be nice and I don't know how to talk to people so I was really rude maybe and I mean I don't know this guy's story, like, he could have a girlfriend or -- or a boyfriend and ohgod, was that guy your boyfriend, I'm so sorry, I had no idea, but like, I totally freaked him out and I didn't want to make you jealous and I--

[ that all came out in one big rush and she takes a deep breath when she's finished, brows knit together with worry. ]

[soalive]

[ he seems to glide forward, putting one finger a hair's width from her mouth. his eyes are wide, and he might look panicked if he didn't appear so goddamn amused. gabe's eyebrows are contorted in mild amazement, and his grin is doing its damnedest not to release the forthcoming laughter. calm? he can do calm. apparently the can't be said of dear amy. ]

No girlfriend. No boyfriend, but he sounds dreamy. You didn't happen to get his number, did you? [ it's a joke, and he makes it as obvious as he can, with a dramatic cock to his hip, and the miming of a pen and paper with both his hands. ]

[crazyamy]

[ you. are a little shit. amy's eyes are widened in response as she blinks timidly at him, what with him oh so very in her personal space out of seemingly nowhere. ]

N-no, I --

He - left really fast after that.

[soalive]

[ ah, right. no-no zone. he takes a smooth step back, but his grin still hangs around. ]

Shame. You know, I think the three of us could have made a decent team.

[crazyamy]

[ why does she have major heebie jeebies right now. why. ]

... a team? A team for what?

[soalive]

[ oh, come on, amy. lighten up. he sighs now. there's always apprehension. it's the strangers that always take the most convincing. ]

Oh, you know, this and that. Ensuable hijinx.

[crazyamy]

That was admittedly a far tamer answer than I'd been thinking of, so. [ a sheepish little smile despite how the hair at the back of her neck seems to stand up. ] This and that, huh.

[soalive]

This and that. [ gabe repeats again. this time, he shrugs his shoulders. ] Here we are planning to take over the world, Pinky, and I don't even know your name.

[crazyamy]

[ 'pinky' makes her narrow her eyes slightly in his general direction. ] It's Amy.

[soalive]

[ he frowns contemplatively. ] Huh. You know, I think I like Pinky a little better.

[ he leaps back, holding up both arms in mimicked surrender. ] Ah-ah, kidding. Kidding. [ sort of. ]

[crazyamy]

[ GLARING. just glaring. someone isn't a fan. not. one. bit. ] Amy.

Hmph. You haven't even told me your name.

[soalive]

[ he places his hands deep in his pockets and leans his weight forward on the toes of his sneakers. ] Guess.

[crazyamy]

But -- there are probably about a bajillion possible names! That's just impossible and I don't --

[ okay, okay, she's going to attempt to calm down before she even starts to get all worked up again. huff. ] You at least have to give me a letter or a hint or something, even though I'm pretty sure it's more likely that a vending machine is going to fall on me and kill me than me guessing correctly is.

[hatesthefall]

I'm frankly amazed that it took months. Mine did it in days. [ Though, you know, perhaps it's a little different.]

[soalive]

Oh, you know what they're like, they just get so nervous. Voicetest after voicetest. If it isn't perfect, it isn't right.

They could probably use a vicodin and some serious downtime. If they let us take the wheel for a change, they'd have less to worry about. [ or more, if you're dealing with gabriel. ]

[hatesthefall]

I think giving up control properly wouldn't help the situation, if they're that nervous.

[soalive]

Wouldn't it? They could think of it like a vacation. Minus the expenses and the occasional fannypack toting tourist.

[woodscommaelle]

You'd be surprised how often jealousy inspires action. Don't you ever watch Days of Our Lives?

[soalive]

I can't say that I have. That's not the one with Bob Saget, is it?

[woodscommaelle]

No, no, no. Definitely not.

[soalive]

Are you sure? Because I could have sworn - [ he smiles that charming gabriel smile. the one that might have made girls swoon if the option was ever given to him. ]

[woodscommaelle]

[Elle always appreciates a handsome smile. She smiles back.]

Trust me. Saget freaks the kibbles and bits out of Bruiser, and Days of Our Lives is his favorite.

[soalive]

Aha, a dog lover, right? [ unless bruiser is some kind of cracked out nickname for a boyfriend. which, truthfully, he's heard worse. you wouldn't believe the things he's heard his mom call his pops. ] Dogs and soap operas. I hear they actually do a canine wonders. Not to mention give them a little personality. Never a bad thing.

[woodscommaelle]

Of course. Bruiser just loves his stories. You should see the tantrums he has when he misses them.

[soalive]

You wouldn't happen to be rubbing off on him at all, would you? Be honest.

[woodscommaelle]

Well, I love Days as much as the next girl, but I don't watch it as diligently as Bruiser does.

[soalive]

Well, you have good taste, if that helps any. [ he leans in slightly ] This is the part where I would call you by your name, but considering I don't know it, well, times are tough.

[woodscommaelle]

Of course I have good taste. I would be nowhere without it.

[She smiles confidently.] I'm Elle Wood. And you are?

[ambitious]

Months? Your mun apparently has far more willpower than most around here.

[soalive]

He thought that if he was lucky, I could be stifled out. [ he sighs, shaking his head in a feigned concern. his tone seems to do the same. ] See, between you and me? I don't think he realized that if something can be remembered, it can always find a way to come back.

[ambitious]

That's if you can managed to forget it in the first place. In my experience, it's the things you try hardest to forget that get stuck in your mind forever.

[soalive]

You're right. Those are the things that leave a real, lasting impression. And, c'mon, sometimes they can even be the most fun.

[junks]

As a representative from the same headspace as the girl of which you speak, I --

-- oh, I refuse to get into the middle of this! [ huff! ]

[soalive]

Are you sure? I hear sibling rivalry is in this year.

Besides, if it's any consolation, she started it. [ ... well ... ]

[junks]

Don't you know what they say about pointing fingers? You always have three pointing right back at you.

[ she shakes her head at him. ]

[soalive]

Well, if that's all I get blamed for today, I think I'll have to consider it a good one.

[ he smiles - as if he isn't the blame for just about everything. ]

[junks]

[ that causes her to lift her eyebrows suspiciously. ]

A troublemaker, are you?