Those of you who may have been walking past the pool late this afternoon?

[xp_cyclops]

Yes, I know.

I'm also not apologizing. Hah.

Comments

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

And then, there are times I wish I hadn't sold my soul for a pair of eyes.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Would it help to know that she nearly drowned me first?

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. KNOW.

I saw enough already. Believe me.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Make it up to you?

Coffee, free shot at me in the Danger Room, my car for the day? Actually, scratch the free shot in the Danger Room... getting my ass kicked once is enough for the week.

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

Aw, such a tease. Here I was looking forward to some well-earned retribution and you pull the offer off the table before I can even reply.

You scratch the Danger Room and I'll scratch your pride and joy.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Aw, come on, Betsy. Big nasty droid threw me into a wall. Can't you just get a vicarious thrill from that?

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

Not one bit. Besides, we both know that I've always been a visual sort of girl.

So...what have you, Scott?

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

What have I always been? Something of an ass, but we both know that.

Car? You always liked the car...

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

The Peanut Gallery will remain closed until you stop stating the obvious. And I still like the car, which means, you're showing up tomorrow morning.

Unless you're being a fraidy cat? Are you scared the mean ole Betsy is gonna hurt your widdle self?

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Lalala, I saw nothing, I tell you. NOTHING!

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

This is one of those times I freak out and try to wash my brain with a steel brush again, isn't it?

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

No, because I saw NOTHING.

Say, is your new swimsuit as nice as Dr. Grey's? Can I see? Let us go somewhere far away from anything I DID NOT SEE and be girly. I will bring ice cream.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Ahh... gotcha. That kind of nothing. The kind of nothing that so involves me scrubbing away, dootdoot.

(I, uh. Don't actually know. I just stood there and looked terrified a lot, and Doctor Grey kept giving me things, and shoving me into change rooms and... yeah, it's all kind of a blur. Girly sounds splendid, though.)

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

I am moving to Egypt to live on de Nile. Come with me?

(Well then you have to show me the suit. And there will be ice cream. And sparkles. But not ice cream with sparkles. That would be bad.)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Aren't you lucky! I have a condo in that area.

(I suppose I can deal with that. In a cautious sort of way. Please try not to laugh too hard.)

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Excellent, living in style.

(Would I do that? I mean, seriously, even if Dr. Grey had lost her mind and gotten you something you looked bad in, would I do that?)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

We're a little bit spoiled, yes.

(...maybe.)

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Well, we do go to school in an honest to God mansion, I think it was to be expected.

(-pouts- Wouldn't! Not ever! Or at least not when it was important, which this is.)

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

This is a very good point.

(Aww... Okay.)