Room 121, Monday Night

[soldtoarmenians]

Several hours after Willow filled the room with cookie-smelly goodness, the room... still smells like cookie-smelly goodness. Funny about that. It's probably the fact that somewhere in the room there is cookie-smelly goodness.

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[For Bridge, yis. Gets...bordering on NWS. Which begins to sound familiar. *starts next evening post at noon*]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I'm thinking it might take more than that," Bridge says. "Good start, though," he allows.

[soldtoarmenians]

"Secret inside info on tomorrow's Scoobying workshop?" Xander offers.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge sighs a very put-upon sigh. "...Yeah, now I think you're actually being *more* of a tease."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Tawdry, lurid boykissy?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You're getting closer."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander takes that literally. Granted he's still holding an open box of more or less fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies, so there's that between him and really close. "What, you want more than tawdry lurid boykissy?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"If by more you mean something that would actually involve *less* clothes? Then yes," Bridge nods. And takes a cookie.

[soldtoarmenians]

"We could totally still be tawdry and lurid with less clothes," Xander points out, taking a cookie himself.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"And yet you're still wearing them." Bridge points out in between cookie bites.

[soldtoarmenians]

"You have a point," Xander says, setting down the box and losing... one of his socks. "Better?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Do you need me to provide a demonstration?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"....Was that a serious question?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You took off *one sock*!" Bridge says, maybe a little plaintively.

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander takes off the other. And then his shirt. "Better?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Pants." Bridge says, pointing. And then moves to make the garment in question no longer an issue.

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander says, stupidly and to no one in particular," I should probably put the cookies down."

Don't ask how he got his shirt off without putting the cookies down. Just accept that it was probably entertaining to the only person who got to witness it.