[ 84th consult | voice ]

[dr_conscience]

It's strange how, after a few years, weekends like this start to feel almost routine. Which isn't to suggest, of course, that the curses themselves aren't still capable of being disturbing and dangerous - honestly, that makes the fact that the weekends themselves feel so routine all the more unsettling.

Of course, I seriously doubt anyone needs to be told to be careful, going about their business in spite of the curses. And I trust that any individual who decides to spend the day out and about, spending time with their friends, is being particularly alert for anyone who may be affected by some of the more dangerous curses.

[There's a slightly pointed pause. It's not that he's aiming that at anybody, of course.]

Anyway. Penny, it's entirely possible that, with all this, I might be working a bit late. Should I pick something up for dinner?


[ooc: Uhhhhhh so family curse time! Neil (had_not_lived) is his son annnd Penny (anunluckypenny) is his wife - buuuuut not Neil's mom. Yeah... what can I say, really? Even a curse can't magic away Wilson's divorce rate.]

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[anunluckypenny]

It'd be really great if you could grab something, Jimmy. I might be late, too--you know, with all the crazy figuring out what to do with the Youth Center.

[dr_conscience]

Of course. I hope it's not too crazy over there?

Though, in any case, you may officially consider dinner handled.

[anunluckypenny]

Nah, it's actually a pretty mellow kind of crazy. Lots of management things and figuring out schedules.

You're the best. I mean that.

[dr_conscience]

Well, as long as it isn't too hectic.

I don't think I can respond to that without starting an argument.

[anunluckypenny]

Nope, you can't.

Hey, I'm taking off early tomorrow, I think. Any requests for Sunday dinner?

[dr_conscience]

Now that hardly seems fair.

[Of course, he doesn't sounds particularly upset. The question takes him a moment, though - while he's naturally respectful of her dietary restrictions, he has far less of them.]

Oh, I don't know - you know I trust your judgement. And the company is really far more important than the food.

[anunluckypenny]

It's terrible, having to accept that you're awesome. I totally feel your pain.

[He's so thoughtful and sweet and caring and not at all like Captain Hammer or anyone else she's ever been involved with. How did she get so lucky?]

Agreed completely. Do you know if the boys'll be coming over for dinner, or will there be some alone time?

[dr_conscience]

It stings me very deeply. I suppose I'll just have to respect your right to your belief, even if I don't personally agree.

[He really does think he's far more lucky to have her. He never really expected to find someone else after he screwed things up with Neil's mother - and certainly not with someone as wonderful as Penny.]

I'm ... fairly certain we'll be getting a bit of time to ourselves. The boys aren't planning to come over, at least.

[Which leaves, in his mind, only the possibility of one intruder.]

[anunluckypenny]

You're a prince.

Sooo... we've both been working a lot lately. When was the last time we just locked the door, turned off the network, and stopped worrying about everything?

[That is exactly what it sounds like. A married Penny is a more straightforward Penny.]

[dr_conscience]

[Wilson digs forward. No, seriously - he really, really digs forward.]

I think the obvious answer is entirely too long ago. I'm sure something can be done to remedy that.

[anunluckypenny]

Entirely.

Try not to be too long, okay?

[dr_conscience]

Oh, don't worry. I won't be here a moment longer than I need to be.

[anunluckypenny]

I'll be waiting. ...For dinner, I mean.

[And then after dinner. After dinner is very much anticipated.]

[dr_conscience]

Dinner. Right.

[If network comments were capable of winking, this one would be. Anticipated, indeed.]

[anunluckypenny]

[That needs no further comment.

Later in the evening--considerably later, but such are the lives of workaholics--Penny is waiting for Wilson in their living room, paging through a book on ethical resource consumption. (The curse was kind enough to furnish their imaginary life with real living accommodations, fortunately.) Fully anticipating some romancing, she has exchanged her normal quirky attire for... well, something that probably counts as sexy in an old folks' home.

Shut up, it's vintage.]

[dr_conscience]

[When Wilson arrives home, he's carrying a bag of food that is far from the first thing on his mind. It becomes even further removed from the forefront when he sees Penny - frankly, he loves her quirky style. It's adorable, charming, unique - it's very much her, which is something he's quite fond of.]

Well, good evening.

[He crosses the room with a smile, setting the bag down on the coffee table. Inside are spoils from a vegan restaurant - soba noodle salad and tofu stir fry. But he leaves them be for the moment, sitting down next to her and waiting for her to finish the section she's on in her book.]

[anunluckypenny]

Hey there, stranger.

[Finish the section? She's not even going to finish the sentence. Penny sets the book aside, takes a quick peek in the bag, and then snuggles up to Wilson.]

How're you so amazing?

[dr_conscience]

[Well, he won't complain if she just wants to snuggle right up. He lets out a soft laugh as he wraps an arm around her.]

Years of trial and error. There was a great deal of being non-awesome involved along the way. Personally, I think it was worth it. I can't complain about where it's gotten me, anyway.

[anunluckypenny]

I can't complain about where it's gotten you, either.

[She disengages with a quick kiss and goes about emptying the bag of food. Yes, James, she adores you, but dinner is one of those things that needs to happen and no, she is not dressed appropriately for dinner.]

So how'd work go? And which of these did you have your heart set on?

["These" being the soba noodle salad and tofu stir fry.]

[dr_conscience]

[Of course he doesn't mind the kiss, or even the disengaging - she's right there, still, and the food is here for a reason. He'd hate for it to go to waste.]

Oh, work wasn't too bad, for one of these weekends - we always end up with a few extra, curse-related cases, but I've seen worse.

[He glances at the food, frowning like he's considering them both very deeply and seriously.]

I am absolutely dead-set on whichever one you're less interested in.

[aprettypenny]

Pretty random, huh? Nothing too bad, I hope.

[She thinks for a moment and then nudges the noodle salad in his direction.]

In that case, I'd better take the stir fry. I don't want to get between you and things you're dead-set on.

[dr_conscience]

Nothing terrible. And I hope your crazy remained of the mellow variety?

[He grins as he takes the noodle salad, making a considerable show of settling comfortably into his seat.]

I do appreciate your sacrifice.

[anunluckypenny]

Good, and yeah... no more crazier crazy than usual. I think this'll work--the thing with the Welcome Center and Youth Center.

[She takes up the stir fry and sits next to him, back to his shoulder and quite cozy, thank you.]

You know me. Always ready to take one for the team.

[dr_conscience]

I'm sure it'll work. I mean, you are amazing, so really, how could it not?

[He's very cozy. And picking contentedly at his food even as he lets out a soft, gentle laugh.]

[anunluckypenny]

Oh, c'mon. You don't need to flatter me, James, you know that.

[She likes it. And, just maybe, if one of them thinks that she's amazing, she'll be amazing enough to make everything work out.

But for now, she doesn't want to think about that mess. Just eating and not having to fill up any awkward silences is nice.]

[dr_conscience]

I like to do plenty of things that I don't need to, thank you very much.

[He did have to point that out, you know. It was important. Important enough to pause eating for.]

[anunluckypenny]

Like tolerate tofu? I bet House gives you grief for going over to the tree-hugging vegetarian side.

[dr_conscience]

Well.

[House usually gets him to go for meat.]

If there's one thing I can have unshakeable faith in, it's House ability to find something to give me grief about.