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I'm g-good.
( For the mission. He's more worried about her. Not her coping without him, she doesn't need him or anything ridiculous like that, she's smart and she's capable, it's just that he worries anyway. She's Max. She had hardly been looking after herself at all before they found each other, and he's not eager to let that happen again. )
D-do, um, do you like c-curry?
( It'll be fine. They can talk about silly stuff like food. )
( For the mission. He's more worried about her. Not her coping without him, she doesn't need him or anything ridiculous like that, she's smart and she's capable, it's just that he worries anyway. She's Max. She had hardly been looking after herself at all before they found each other, and he's not eager to let that happen again. )
D-do, um, do you like c-curry?
( It'll be fine. They can talk about silly stuff like food. )
( It sounds so polished, and professional. Yes, thank you.
It sounds cold. Donny's gaze drops, and he just starts putting away the groceries he doesn't need right away and fishing out what's necessary for the first round of cooking. )
O-okay.
( Why's she doing that? )
It sounds cold. Donny's gaze drops, and he just starts putting away the groceries he doesn't need right away and fishing out what's necessary for the first round of cooking. )
O-okay.
( Why's she doing that? )
[Maybe she should have left for a little while, until she was capable of dealing with this a little better than she is right now.
But it's too late for that, and he would have taken it as a slight anyway.]
Can I help?
[Sometimes it feels a little patronizing, the way he insists on doing things like this for her, as if she can't look after herself, but she bites down on the annoyance.
She appreciates it, when she's not angry about other things.]
But it's too late for that, and he would have taken it as a slight anyway.]
Can I help?
[Sometimes it feels a little patronizing, the way he insists on doing things like this for her, as if she can't look after herself, but she bites down on the annoyance.
She appreciates it, when she's not angry about other things.]
( It's not that she can't, it's just that she doesn't. Donny pauses for a moment, before he's sliding a chopping board over to her, turning the knife in his hand to pass it to her handle first, and setting a couple of onions on the board, before he grabs up another board and knife for himself and slicing up some chicken.
He'll keep cooking, taking them through the steps of making this obscenely delicious curry until she cracks and talks first.... Unless they get to the end of this dish and she still isn't talking. )
He'll keep cooking, taking them through the steps of making this obscenely delicious curry until she cracks and talks first.... Unless they get to the end of this dish and she still isn't talking. )
( his own frustration is eaking away, though he glances at her and lets the silence hang before he answers.)
G-gotta um, identity p-painting which have secret m-messages for the UE. "L-locate and acquire."
( Fancy words for stealing. )
Um, Margaery d-does the uh, the d-diplomat stuff? And I find and steal stuff. ( And then, a huff of laughter. Max'll get a kick out of this, right? Maybe it'll cheer her up? ) We um, have t-to um, to p-pretend we're married.
G-gotta um, identity p-painting which have secret m-messages for the UE. "L-locate and acquire."
( Fancy words for stealing. )
Um, Margaery d-does the uh, the d-diplomat stuff? And I find and steal stuff. ( And then, a huff of laughter. Max'll get a kick out of this, right? Maybe it'll cheer her up? ) We um, have t-to um, to p-pretend we're married.
Edited (BECAUSE I THOUGHT OF A THING) 2013-08-21 06:07 (UTC)
[Oh for fuck's sake. Any response she might have made to the mission itself is lost in the wake of that revelation.
Max smiles, a wry sort of thing, looking amused even though she feels nothing of the sort.]
Should I be jealous?
[Like it's a joke, like she isn't twisting up inside.]
Max smiles, a wry sort of thing, looking amused even though she feels nothing of the sort.]
Should I be jealous?
[Like it's a joke, like she isn't twisting up inside.]
Oh, t-totally.
( Grasping onto that amusement, even if something in it doesn't seem right. It's just that this is better than arguing, than her being mad with him or vice versa, and maybe it can really just be a joke. It's better than saying why would you be or of course not, because there's too much that's incendiary in both of those things. )
( Grasping onto that amusement, even if something in it doesn't seem right. It's just that this is better than arguing, than her being mad with him or vice versa, and maybe it can really just be a joke. It's better than saying why would you be or of course not, because there's too much that's incendiary in both of those things. )
( Max: do you want to go to a party with me?
Max, there's a party, and we could go.
Max, I'm going to a party, and you were invited to.
Party. You and me?
There's a party, if you'd like to go. )
Uh-- so I'm-- there's um, a p-person with--
( No, okay. Excuse him while he rests his face against the wall. And didn't realise Max was home. )
Max, there's a party, and we could go.
Max, I'm going to a party, and you were invited to.
Party. You and me?
There's a party, if you'd like to go. )
Uh-- so I'm-- there's um, a p-person with--
( No, okay. Excuse him while he rests his face against the wall. And didn't realise Max was home. )
( It's more than Ella is sort of inescapable. And scary. But nice? But scary. )
Um. I d-don't-- ( Huh. A pause, mulling that over. ) Just um, c-casual, I g-guess. I'm t-taking uh, taking c-cookies. Food and d-dancing.
( A beat. ) N-not like a gala or something.
Um. I d-don't-- ( Huh. A pause, mulling that over. ) Just um, c-casual, I g-guess. I'm t-taking uh, taking c-cookies. Food and d-dancing.
( A beat. ) N-not like a gala or something.
I don't think they're much for galas, here.
[It's said lightly, a gentle sort of teasing joke, rather than unkind, just trying to get him to relax a little.]
Would you like me to come with you?
[She assumes that's where he was going with this, but it's best to ask.]
[It's said lightly, a gentle sort of teasing joke, rather than unkind, just trying to get him to relax a little.]
Would you like me to come with you?
[She assumes that's where he was going with this, but it's best to ask.]
( Okay, fine. She gets a very quiet laugh out of him, smiling ruefully as he scratches the back of his neck. ) The t-tuxes would, um.
( Be interesting, his expression says, with "interesting" definitely being a euphemism. Apparently he has an appreciation for finer clothes, these days. Good work, Max.
Donny hesitates for a second, looking back at her, bobbing his head. ) Um-- if you w-want? I w-won't b-be um, be mad if--
( And another of his many awkward, stiff gestures; if it just wouldn't be your thing, and he hopes that she knows he wouldn't be mad. )
( Be interesting, his expression says, with "interesting" definitely being a euphemism. Apparently he has an appreciation for finer clothes, these days. Good work, Max.
Donny hesitates for a second, looking back at her, bobbing his head. ) Um-- if you w-want? I w-won't b-be um, be mad if--
( And another of his many awkward, stiff gestures; if it just wouldn't be your thing, and he hopes that she knows he wouldn't be mad. )
They'd be something.
[Finishing that sentences, even if she knew where he was going, her something as much of a euphamism as his interesting was.
And she knows he wouldn't be mad, but he'd be disappointed, he'd take it like she didn't want to spend time with him, didn't want to be seen with him, and god knows he could probably use the support at a party. She remembers the first time she turned up to one of his college parties, how awkward he'd been.]
I'll come, it might be fun.
[Probably not, but she's done a lot worse.]
[Finishing that sentences, even if she knew where he was going, her something as much of a euphamism as his interesting was.
And she knows he wouldn't be mad, but he'd be disappointed, he'd take it like she didn't want to spend time with him, didn't want to be seen with him, and god knows he could probably use the support at a party. She remembers the first time she turned up to one of his college parties, how awkward he'd been.]
I'll come, it might be fun.
[Probably not, but she's done a lot worse.]
Uh huh.
( Does she actually want to spend time or be seen with him, though? He's considering her, head canted as he wanders a little closer, shoulder resting against the wall. )
Sure?
( More quiet, careful, keeping himself that bit more controlled - as if he weren't a book thrown open, anyway. It's calmer, less skittish. He really doesn't want her stuck there out of some sense of obligation. )
( Does she actually want to spend time or be seen with him, though? He's considering her, head canted as he wanders a little closer, shoulder resting against the wall. )
Sure?
( More quiet, careful, keeping himself that bit more controlled - as if he weren't a book thrown open, anyway. It's calmer, less skittish. He really doesn't want her stuck there out of some sense of obligation. )
I'm sure.
[Which is true enough, at least in that she's sure of her decision to deal with whatever a party might throw at her.]
Will it be a mix of people, or just young adults?
[She wants to say teenagers but Donny isn't one, and she's not actually sure how old Ella is.
But Max gets along better with older people, despite her own age.]
[Which is true enough, at least in that she's sure of her decision to deal with whatever a party might throw at her.]
Will it be a mix of people, or just young adults?
[She wants to say teenagers but Donny isn't one, and she's not actually sure how old Ella is.
But Max gets along better with older people, despite her own age.]
A m-mix. Um, m-maybe more young p-people because-- ( Because of Ella's age, and Ella being the host, but his shrug is optimistic. ) Some older p-- p-people replied, so.
( With a quiet huff of air, and offers a bit of a smile. ) We c-can uh, c-complain about 'all the young p-people these d-days.'
( So this hasn't gone up in flames, that's kind of cool. )
( With a quiet huff of air, and offers a bit of a smile. ) We c-can uh, c-complain about 'all the young p-people these d-days.'
( So this hasn't gone up in flames, that's kind of cool. )
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