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[latenightfondue]

Someone wanna run out and get me a cup'a joe? Genuis needs fuel and I'm kinda caught up in something at the lab.

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[thenormalsquint]

Then you came in while I was gone. Mystery solved. I'm Angela, by the way.

[Oh no, Howard. Don't go poking your nose where you don't want it to be.]

It wasn't something going around. [There would be a shifty-eyed look here if this was video. Thank God it isn't; Angela's a terrible liar.] I'm still kicking for what it's worth.

[latenightfondue]

That'd do it. Pretty name y'got there, doll. Name's Howard.

[ He might want it there, but it's probably better for everyone. ]

That kinda not well, huh? You live and learn, and all that kinda stuff. Ain't that what they say?

[thenormalsquint]

[If only she knew his last name, then Angela could tell where his son got that that charm gene from.]

Something like that. Lesson learned. Never shall I be the fool again.

[latenightfondue]

[ He'll subtly try to mention it wherever there's an opening. ]

If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, or an entire arm, I got two available right here going to waste.

[thenormalsquint]

Thanks for the offer, but I'm done. I'm keeping all my water inside me. I need to stay hydrated for the summer.

[latenightfondue]

Glad to hear it, doll, I ain't really that good with the whole waterworks business. But I do love a woman with smarts as well as good looks.

[thenormalsquint]

And a whole lot of menus. Don't forget that.

[latenightfondue]

'Course not, I ain't gonna forget anything that important. You're every guy's dream woman.

[thenormalsquint]

Yeah, I'm sure you tell that to all the girls with food or easy access to food.

[latenightfondue]

Just the pretty ones, sweetheart.

[thenormalsquint]

Thank you for the compliment, however, I'm still keeping the extra good menus away from you.

[latenightfondue]

Waiting for someone better to give 'em to, huh? Can't blame a lady for keeping her options open.

[thenormalsquint]

No, I'm keeping them for myself. A man can get his own top notch menus.

[latenightfondue]

[ Despite being a forward thinking, Howard bites back a joke about women and kitchens from the old fashioned ways of thinking. It usually ends in a slap to the face here. ]

As long as I don't gotta go out there and hunt something down with my bare hands, I can probably manage a decent menu without help. [ Until he gets distracted and forgets what he's doing. ]

[thenormalsquint]

[And Angela would sure enough chew him out back to front for it too.]

I don't know. Some women might find the whole club a tiger and bring it home think kind of hot. You really have to ask them.

[latenightfondue]

Forget other women, what's your stance on it? 'Cause I gotta admit some might be worth it.

[thenormalsquint]

I like a guy who can handle his own dinners period. Granted, I know how to cook and sometimes I do it when I have the time and the inclination, but once anybody starts expecting me to do it every night, that's when they're out the door clubbing their own tiger to cook up themself.

[latenightfondue]

What if I was to tell you that I ain't bad in the kitchen? The art'a cooking's not that different from science, y'get the right balance and it runs smooth enough. [ He's just not one for cooking for himself and remembering to eat in general, but when he does he's not bad. ]

[thenormalsquint]

It does nothing for me unless you're making me dinner.

[latenightfondue]

One'a these days I should go all out, make you something nice, and then y'can get back to me on that. What d'you say?

[thenormalsquint]

I say that I'll believe it when I see it.