010 :: Voice

[hulkbusted]

I'm down one physics student, which leaves me with a lot more ticking time. I hate to admit it, but it's getting pretty hard to tolerate.

I guess... what I'm trying to say is that I could use some company. I'm going to find a decent, Cage-free restaurant and lunch will be on me.

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[fe_male]

Dinner's more interesting anyway.

[hulkbusted]

Okay. Do you want to pick a restaurant or forage in my refrigerator?

[fe_male]

That depends entirely on what's in your refrigerator.

[hulkbusted]

You want me to give you an inventory of my fridge? I know there's pho, there's some fresh fish - a kind I haven't seen or heard of back home, and I can always throw together some kind of three letter acronym sandwich.

[fe_male]

Casa del Banner it is.

[hulkbusted]

It was the acronym sandwich, wasn't it? 7:00?

[fe_male]

Maybe. Sounds good.

[hulkbusted]

If it was the pho just drop by any time and raid the fridge, I make a big pot on the weekend.

If I leave the City before you do, empty my fridge before it goes bad.

[fe_male]

Is that some kind of fish?

Hey, you can consider that done. No problem.

[hulkbusted]

Vietnamese oxtail soup, kind of like ramen, but lighter.

Thanks. There shouldn't be much else to clean up.

[fe_male]

Sounds positively nostalgic.

[hulkbusted]

If you think it's anything like whatever most people who aren't sons of rich industrialists eat in college, it isn't.

[fe_male]

[ you say that like you don't assume almost everything in his monthly allowance wasn't immediately spent on alcohol and other various and sundry things. he totally knows what ramen tastes like, if only from the first eight months of school. after that he alternated, and everything became takeout instead. ]

That just makes it stand out in the memory better.

[hulkbusted]

[Touche, Mr. Stark.]

It's on an entirely different plane of existence from that stuff. I'll set you up properly tonight.

[fe_male]

New favorite.

[hulkbusted]

Okay, I'll see you later.

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hey i love action

[fe_male]

[ Tony's not particularly punctual, like, ever, so it's sometime after seven and closer to 7:30 when he shows up and knocks or rings the whatever or something. Probably both if you take more than a few seconds to get to the door, because once he already is somewhere, the waiting part sort of gets old fast. ]

[hulkbusted]

[Probably a bit of both, since Bruce is in the living room reading and has to get to the door. He gives Tony a skeptical look for the knock-ringing and stands aside.]

For someone who's late, you're very impatient.

[fe_male]

[ what. he's quite unapologetic. ]

Is this late? I was doing something. I wanted to make sure there wasn't like, someone scarfing down the last of the food while I was waiting twenty feet away from it.

[hulkbusted]

Somehow I didn't really expect you to be punctual. I'm intuitive.

Come on in, can I get you something to drink or do you want to find something in my fridge?

[fe_male]

Or experienced.

I can find something. I like to make myself feel at home.

[hulkbusted]

I noticed the last time you dropped in. Do you remember which one is my sock drawer?

[He'll busy himself dishing up some of the soup and setting out the various bowls of sprouts, cilantro, peppers, and vegetables that go in the broth.]

[fe_male]

Sane people put it on the top.

[ He will, meanwhile, go raid your fridge for something decent to drink and then watch this process with mild interest. Vegetables and stuff, man. ]

[hulkbusted]

Are you accusing me of being sane? [Of course it's on the top.]

Have a seat. [He's putting everything on the breakfast bar that separates the kitchen from the living room.] Tell me how you're doing.

[fe_male]

I'm accusing you of some level of it, anyway. I don't know why the things that go on the bottom of your body are in the top drawer. I guess it's order of donning rather than order of use.

[ how he is doing what ] Are we thirteen now or what? I'm great. How are you?