[ Rapunzel's smile only broadens as she laughs a third time and knits her fingers beneath her chin, nudging him back with her foot. ] Not nice! And what is that supposed to mean? This isn't a questionable place it's a diner.
Hm. [ She cocks her head to the side before remembering that she'd done this an awful lot to people out in the dark zone. Great, she's ruined head-tilting forever for herself. Only creepy people tilt their heads! Creepy people like Mosley! ]
...Heh. Mosley. What a weirdo. Um. I mean... yes! –No! No, let's do it on three. Together.
[ But she's feeling so smooth and warm and happy that she forgets to be awkward at all and just laughs, taking her own glass and holding it up. ]
Nothing. I was just thinking about how strange this whole situation is - like, it's weird right? Being here instead of... wherever we would've been otherwise? I guess I kind of have Mosley and the CEO to thank for that too.
[ He shifts a bit as he rolls his glass in his hand. ] It is strange, but it could be worse.
[ The fact that he says that casually then waits for her count of 3, saying it with her to down the glass is probably telling of how his life might have been beforehand. Though he coughs hard when he swallows that drink. The alcohol shoots straight to his head. ] That's--cough--strong.
[ Contrary to the last time, Rapunzel joins in on the drinking, but takes her time on this go rather than chugging. ] Mm... Not when you sip it. It's yum.
[ She grins, throwing Merlin a pitying sideways glance before finishing her glass. ]
Is that considered cheating? And I didn't mean it's bad-strange that we're here. It's good-strange. I love this place!
[ Ah... what a betrayal. ] It's considered cheating when you don't tell the other person first. [ His voice definitely got louder at that. He doesn't really mean it though, but he does feel thirstier having done it this way. To the point where he just orders another for himself anyway. ]
Even with all the bad stuff? I mean... we wouldn't have met if we didn't end up in this place. That's definitely a good thing, right?
Exactly. Everyone's always so sad about it. [ To which Rapunzel, now thoroughly buzzed if not already totally drunk, waves a hand and spits. Literally. She actually spits across the booth, much to the dismay of the bot busing tables. ]
I think it's great that we met, Merlin. [ DO YOU ] I think it's great that we all met. Crazy, but...
But crazy can be good too! Let's do something - something crazy together. Right now.
They probably have their reasons. [ Though considering he's getting pretty merry here, he ends up laughing at her display. ] That isn't exactly lady-like behaviour. [ He nudges her arm. ] And you just wasted fine alcohol... such a waste.
[ Though ah... what kind of trouble is he getting into. ]
Wait, wait. [ She's holding up a hand despite it not really being necessary. ] Before I explain my [ And now? Now she's wiggling her arms back and forth and from side to side in the most ridiculous, inimitable "tilde" gesture imaginable. ] craaaaazy idea–
What is with you and the whole "lady-like behaviour" thing?! [ Uh oh. Hands to hips is not always a good sign. ] You keep saying that. Like...
Like you're my mother or something. What exactly am I doing that's not ladylike and what do you even care? [ It sounds aggressive but she's mostly just curious.
Though ah, he bites his lip at that, shaking his head slightly. ] It's more that the impression you give others... well there's a certain etiquette for how ladies are supposed to behave. [ He pauses. ] Though I guess it doesn't really make a lot of sense in a situation like this, does it?
[ Rapunzel narrows her eyes as they flash with the fire of dragons, green and bright and acidic. ]
Whether it makes sense or not has nothing to do with it, Merlin. Why should ladies have to behave in any way? Why are you exempt? Maybe I'm the one acting normally and your ladies are the weird ones!!
[ Uh oh. Now she's climbing... to her feet... in the booth... ]
Why shouldn't I be interested in feeling good and having fun and doing interesting things? Why is that wrong!?
[ Rapunzel confirmed for loud, passionate, start-making-out-and-then-start-crying type drunk. ]
Or at least it looks like that when she starts yelling like a maniac and he isn't drunk enough for this. His hand reaches out for her wrist, tugging lightly. ]
You should be interested in those things, sorry-- [ Oh my god ] --I just keep forgetting things are different here. Just get down from there.
Oh, but I'm not angry now. Relax! [ THANK GOD FOR ALCOHOL. Rapunzel simply laughs off her outburst, stops
and then frowns down at him, tilting her head with exaggerated slowness. ] What do you mean different... Different from your home? I wouldn't know how people are supposed to behave anyway. I'd never met a person before I came here. Well, there was Flynn Rider, but that's--
Rapunzel... [ He isn't worried because he thinks she's angry, he's worried because she's a tiny drunk standing on a table. He moves to stand on the bench, hands reaching out to steady her by the shoulders. ]
That's all well and good, but do you have to do that from up here? [ Though... what?! He looks at her weirdly for that confession, laughing slightly. ] You hadn't met... anyone? Who's Flynn Rider?
[ Other than some beautiful man, apparently? ] Your boyfriend?
[ There's a bit of a teasing lilt to that considering how dreamy she makes it all sound. Yeah, that's your fault gurl. ]
Boyfriend. [ See her eyebrow, watch it rise! Rapunzel tosses back her own head, laughs, and then, indeed, almost falls backwards onto her kawaii butt because she's clumsier than normal and also lucky. The fall is broken mostly by her own flailing limbs but she's still laughing and Merlin's still got her shoulders. ]
Heh, heh, heh. I have lots of boyfriends. You're a boy friend. [ Punctuating the "you're" with a sharp, playful poke to the forehead. ] Flynn is a... boy... friend.
[ She wrinkles her nose. ]
No. Actually, he's not. He was my guide but now I don't need a guide and I have you guys instead.
[ Woah, okay. He isn't that steady either considering he's also downed a couple of those drinks, but he has a good foot on her so maybe it's just a little easier to absorb and not make him quite as drunk. ]
I think you're forgetting what boyfriend is supposed to mean in the modern world. [ Though his hands reach for hers then, pulling her back into a steadier position that doesn't make it seem like she'll fall backwards off the table. ]
You don't need a guide while you're here though, no. Or if you do, you're right. You have us.
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[ Though he is indicating they want another round, the same waitress from before brings over two new glasses, collecting the old ones. ]
After 3?
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...Heh. Mosley. What a weirdo. Um. I mean... yes! –No! No, let's do it on three. Together.
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Though he holds up his glass then, ready to go, until she says that and ??? ]
What has Mosley got to do with anything? [ Now who is the weirdo? That sure is Rapunzel. ]
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Nothing. I was just thinking about how strange this whole situation is - like, it's weird right? Being here instead of... wherever we would've been otherwise? I guess I kind of have Mosley and the CEO to thank for that too.
One... two...
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[ The fact that he says that casually then waits for her count of 3, saying it with her to down the glass is probably telling of how his life might have been beforehand. Though he coughs hard when he swallows that drink. The alcohol shoots straight to his head. ] That's--cough--strong.
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[ She grins, throwing Merlin a pitying sideways glance before finishing her glass. ]
Is that considered cheating? And I didn't mean it's bad-strange that we're here. It's good-strange. I love this place!
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Even with all the bad stuff? I mean... we wouldn't have met if we didn't end up in this place. That's definitely a good thing, right?
[ IS IT........... ]
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Exactly. Everyone's always so sad about it. [ To which Rapunzel, now thoroughly buzzed if not already totally drunk, waves a hand and spits. Literally. She actually spits across the booth, much to the dismay of the bot busing tables. ]
I think it's great that we met, Merlin. [ DO YOU ] I think it's great that we all met. Crazy, but...
But crazy can be good too! Let's do something - something crazy together. Right now.
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They probably have their reasons. [ Though considering he's getting pretty merry here, he ends up laughing at her display. ] That isn't exactly lady-like behaviour. [ He nudges her arm. ] And you just wasted fine alcohol... such a waste.
[ Though ah... what kind of trouble is he getting into. ]
Crazy like what exactly?
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Wait, wait. [ She's holding up a hand despite it not really being necessary. ] Before I explain my [ And now? Now she's wiggling her arms back and forth and from side to side in the most ridiculous, inimitable "tilde" gesture imaginable. ] craaaaazy idea–
What is with you and the whole "lady-like behaviour" thing?! [ Uh oh. Hands to hips is not always a good sign. ] You keep saying that. Like...
Like you're my mother or something. What exactly am I doing that's not ladylike and what do you even care? [ It sounds aggressive but she's mostly just curious.
It's weird, man!!! ]
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Right, right, your "crazy" idea-- [ Rapunzel... you're wasted already aren't you?
Though ah, he bites his lip at that, shaking his head slightly. ] It's more that the impression you give others... well there's a certain etiquette for how ladies are supposed to behave. [ He pauses. ] Though I guess it doesn't really make a lot of sense in a situation like this, does it?
[ Especially not in this filthy as fuq diner ]
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Whether it makes sense or not has nothing to do with it, Merlin. Why should ladies have to behave in any way? Why are you exempt? Maybe I'm the one acting normally and your ladies are the weird ones!!
[ Uh oh. Now she's climbing... to her feet... in the booth... ]
Why shouldn't I be interested in feeling good and having fun and doing interesting things? Why is that wrong!?
[ Rapunzel confirmed for loud, passionate, start-making-out-and-then-start-crying type drunk. ]
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Or at least it looks like that when she starts yelling like a maniac and he isn't drunk enough for this. His hand reaches out for her wrist, tugging lightly. ]
You should be interested in those things, sorry-- [ Oh my god ] --I just keep forgetting things are different here. Just get down from there.
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Burps. Just once! But loudly. Fearfully. She's never burped like that before! ]
Am I going to be okay, Merlin...? I keep feeling happy and then sad and then - angry...
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and then frowns down at him, tilting her head with exaggerated slowness. ] What do you mean different... Different from your home? I wouldn't know how people are supposed to behave anyway. I'd never met a person before I came here. Well, there was Flynn Rider, but that's--
[ Just a memory now. ]
...
... He was beautiful.
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That's all well and good, but do you have to do that from up here? [ Though... what?! He looks at her weirdly for that confession, laughing slightly. ] You hadn't met... anyone? Who's Flynn Rider?
[ Other than some beautiful man, apparently? ] Your boyfriend?
[ There's a bit of a teasing lilt to that considering how dreamy she makes it all sound. Yeah, that's your fault gurl. ]
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Heh, heh, heh. I have lots of boyfriends. You're a boy friend. [ Punctuating the "you're" with a sharp, playful poke to the forehead. ] Flynn is a... boy... friend.
[ She wrinkles her nose. ]
No. Actually, he's not. He was my guide but now I don't need a guide and I have you guys instead.
...Right?
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I think you're forgetting what boyfriend is supposed to mean in the modern world. [ Though his hands reach for hers then, pulling her back into a steadier position that doesn't make it seem like she'll fall backwards off the table. ]
You don't need a guide while you're here though, no. Or if you do, you're right. You have us.
[ Who is "us"???????? ]