log 009, filtered from Peggy

[thestarspangledman]

[Well, it took a while, but he's finally managed to figure out how to filter things from people and not just to people. Steve's place of choice for the day is the art room, settled into a corner with his sketchpad and pencils. He looks a little embarrassed, but -- there's no Bucky here for him to ask about this kind of thing.]

So, uh -- I don't know how many of you noticed, but I'm not...exactly a ladies' man. But I owe a certain lady a dance; promised her one back home, actually. I just, uh, want to make it special, I suppose. And there's no Stork Club around here to do that in.

So what I'm trying to say is -- does anyone have any, um, tips? For this sort of thing? ...Or if you could point me to some good music, say...Glenn Miller or Benny Goodman or someone, that'd be appreciated, too. So, uh. Thanks.

Comments

[flashy_magic]

You know, I've found that more than dancing, sparkling attracts the ladies. I remember one time I put my feet on a table, leaning back to relax while a friend painted my nails for me, you know? And this one girl just kept shifting my foot back and forth watching the way it sparkled.

[thestarspangledman]

....Right.

Jesse's joining Loki on the threadjacking Olympics

[yeahscience]

...And that got you laid.

I <3 Threadjacking!

[flashy_magic]

Yeah. Not by the girl looking at my foot, but I'm sure she'd have totally gone for it if I asked. But it totally worked on Bob. I've got tons of fangirls, though, so I'm pretty sure sparkling works on women, too.

NO HATE ME.

[yeahscience]

That is, like, the sickest thing I've ever heard.

[flashy_magic]

...what is?

[yeahscience]

Everything about that story.

[flashy_magic]

I see nothing wrong with any part of it.

[yeahscience]

You flashed your sparkle nailpolish at a chick and got banged by a dude instead. [Outside of all the stuff about dying children and drugs and things, that's pretty much Jesse's version of hell.]

[flashy_magic]

I flashed my sparkle nailpolish at one person, and got banged by an even hotter person. Turned out great for me.

[yeahscience]

Ugh. [But he has the feeling that either the Doctor or Claire is about to descend on him for this conversation, so he backs off with a face.]

Whatever, h-- uh, man. Yo, Rogers, don't listen to this dude. If you wanna show some sparkle, get a little bling, get some rims, something like that.

[flashy_magic]

Rims? What's he supposed to do, get a car and start driving around the Barge? Yeah, I'm sure that'll really impress the girl, watching him trying to drive a car up stairs with his fancy new rims.

[yeahscience]

Uh, they're wardens, dumbass? I thought you bitches could leave whenever you want.

[flashy_magic]

Yeah, we can. I got the impression he was going to be dancing with the lady here, though.

[yeahscience]

So do the lame first date here, then take her off-ship for the good part. Hey, yo, go to Paris, I can totally vouch for that place.

[flashy_magic]

London's better.

[yeahscience]

Who gets laid in London?

[flashy_magic]

I do. And in New York.

[yeahscience]

[He makes a face as if to say: I REST MY CASE, STEVE.]

Paris is the bomb, I'm saying.

[flashy_magic]

I've never been there.

[yeahscience]

We had a port there, where were you? That was the best port ever. [And he's not just saying that because he got laid there, although mostly he is.]

[flashy_magic]

Oh. Right. Forgot about that one.

Threadjacking your threadjack

[timesbureaucrat]

Leave Drake alone, Pinkman.

[That's his not-child former inmate you're picking on there.]

I put a threadjack in your threadjack so you can threadja--

[yeahscience]

Leave me alone, asswipe.