On coming up with a new journal name for a new game ...

[oneslickedison]

[Takes out a cigarette, knocks out a match, lights the smoke and breathes out thoughtfully.]

All right - you've had me making plasma guns off of what I recall from Hydra technology. I'm building a kinetic energy field off of what I got from notes from the Doctor and Rucks. For godssake, I come up with nicknames for beautiful women like I'm Walter Winchell.

[A nice long smoke.] C'mon, Doll. You can come up with one simple yet clever journal name. I know you can. Just ... relax. Let your mind wander. I find doing simple algebra helps.

[A pause] ... yes I know you barely passed it but that's no reason to give me the lemon-face, Doll. Besides, we've got until June. Or July. One or the other. Time is literally relative.

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[notthatfondue]

Is that your attempt at a pep-talk, Mr. Stark?

[oneslickedison]

[A pause, a grin, and he puts the cigarette on the ashtray at his elbow as he folds his arms over his chest and gives her a wry look.] Now Agent Carter, you know I can be very motivational.

[notthatfondue]

Is that what you're calling it now? [There's the faintest of smiles on her lips as she looks back at him, her arms crossed.]

[oneslickedison]

Well, I could call it verve. I could call it charm. I could call it a lot of things. [He gave her a cheeky smile.] We could discuss it over dinner if you like?

[notthatfondue]

I'm afraid I don't have much of an appetite right now, Mr. Stark. [But she's still smiling]

You should spend that time helping your writer come up with another journal name, anyways.

[oneslickedison]

Well I'll have to catch you when your appetite is feeling up and around. [A faintly concerned look on his face, before he returns her smile with one of his blinding ones.]

Trust me, we're working on it. [a sigh] And not our application.

[notthatfondue]

[Don't worry over her, Howard. She's still smiling, isn't she?] I don't mind taking a rain check until such time.

So long as you have your priorities.

[oneslickedison]

[Ye-es, but that doesn't mean much with her, does it?] Consider it done. You, me, dinner out, rainchecked.

Ooooh, it's always important to have priorities.

[notthatfondue]

[Not really, but he's one of the few that understands that....] I'll hold you to it.

It is. Has she come up with anything yet? Or are you both still brainstorming?

[oneslickedison]

[Well naturally, you don't work together as long as they did without picking up a few tricks.] Consider me held, Dollface.

I think we like 'schooledbystark'. What do you think?

[notthatfondue]

[And she's secretly thankful for that.]

I like it.... My writer and I agree that it works well for you.