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Second Floor Common Room - Evening

Rory was lying on a couch, Vladdie on her stomach.

The former was channel surfing and eating candy.

The latter was rolling around on his back, batting at what appeared to be a whole lot of nothing in the air.

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Archie nodded sagely. "Yes, I can completely sympathize on that point. And yes, I'm fully recovered, considering I didn't have anything to drink anyway." His lips quirked in a devilish smile. "Having been privileged to experience your kissing skills myself, I must say you put on quite the show."

Parker grinned wickedly back at him. "Your not-a-girlfriend, or whatever she is this week, has very nice lips." She pouted at him. "Alas, if kissing you is off the menu, I'll take the vicarious one-step-removed thrill when it's on offer, and provide what kicks I can without touching you myself."

"Yes. Yes, she does. Perhaps we should rig another round of that bottle-spinning game," Archie suggested, the smile widening. "I'm sure it would be fully-sanctioned then."

"Hell yes. We can pay off Anakin to fix it," Parker suggested, raising her eyebrows. "Since I know he was tilting that thing so he wouldn't have to kiss a few people. Or something. Jaye will be fine with it, I'm sure of it!"

"So that explains the bottle's odd behavior. Perhaps Xander wasn't so far off when he complained about it being broken." Archie tapped his chin in thought. "And after all, if it's part of the game, it would only be fair, wouldn't it?"

Parker stretched out her legs and attempted to look demure. It probably didn't come off very convincingly to someone from the 18th Century, but she tried. "And she could certainly kiss any girls she wanted too. That wouldn't be any kind of cheating." She tilted her head. "Any guys you *wouldn't* want to see her kiss?"

"Only one that comes to mind. I think you can guess. And it's not likely to happen anyway."

Parker smirked. "Not, no more than you're likely to be kissing the female partner in ABC Demolitions. Thank god I'm just having fun with Jack, and we don't care who either of us kisses. It does make things like Spin the Bottle completely uncomplicated."

Archie waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, I already did that. Sadly it did not end up as uncomplicated as your situation."

"Really? I had no idea. And wow, does that explain a lot." Parker leaned her chin on her hand. "Although I'm not sure which one of you is the one who's holding the bad feeling over it."

"Neither am I," admitted Archie. "Though it did surface last week during that bizarre singing incident. I think it may not be an issue any more."

"All to the good, then. Daisy and Cally are too cute to break up." Parker grinned. "Even though I know cute makes most guys want to vomit. But I love how they break Rory's brain on occasion too."

Archie chuckled heartily at that, remembering the Truth or Dare game. "Yes, I can't deny there's a definite satisfaction in Rory's behavior over that . . . why do you call him Daisy? I have to know now."

"You haven't heard this? I thought everyone had." Parker grinned. "First weekend here, poor Anders gets gremlin-bit. He rushed out of his room nearly naked-- I think there was a blanket-- with a lampshade on his head, wanting to kill giants." She chortled. "Then he passed out. In a room full of women."

"Damn. I missed that." Archie considered for a moment, then shuddered. "Actually I think I'm glad I did. But I don't see what this has to do with the name Daisy -- oh, God. You didn't."

"Zero had her make-up bag right there, and he'd been such a pain to wrangle, and, well... There was eyeshadow, and lipstick, and a mustache. Zero's the one who was drawing the daisies up his arm, though." Parker's lips quirked a little sadly. "Chiana and Chloe got pix, and he will forever more be Daisy." She grinned. "And I'm never falling asleep in front of anyone I haven't kissed again, let me tell you."

Archie burst out into full-fledged guffaws at that. "Oh, that is good. I'm almost regretting making a truce with Cally now. I'd love to hold that over his head."

"Well, most of the second floor caught that when the pictures went up." Parker shrugged, still amused. "Although I know what you mean. I just had my final vengeance on Marty. If I weren't so sick of it, I'd miss tormenting him."

"Yes, it does get old after a while, I suppose," Archie mused. "Just as well, really. It's terribly addictive."

"Completely. Worse than giving up smoking." Parker remembered that she still had some vengeance to carry out on Rita Skeeter, but hey. That didn't count. It was a new bad habit. "I'm trying to find a good substitute." She grinned at Archie. "Need a neck rub?"

"I wouldn't complain," he replied evenly. "Purely platonic of course . . . I'm sure. I might even be willing to return the favor."

"Purely platonic." Parker grinned. "I'm not doing anything to you that I can't do to Jaye. I like her. So if you get a neck rub, she gets one." She dimpled. "You can even watch."

Archie grinned back. "If it's anything like the display you put on with her? Yes please."

Parker grinned, yawned, and got up from her chair. "I'm game whenever she is. Give her my regards? I'm exhausted." She blew him a kiss. "Sweet dreams, Lieutenant."

[crashing and dying, but very amused. night!]

"And the same to you, Miss Parker." Archie tipped his (imaginary, at the moment) hat to her with a satisfied smirk.

[OOC: Same here. Oy. Night!]

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