4th Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had some time before his prophecy lab and decided to cook breakfast. Or cut up breakfast, since he decided to make fruit salad.

Well, that was what he was doing before he decided strawberries were good for juggling.

[ooc: so so bored this morning. open!]

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[demonbelthazor]

"That'd be great," Bel said happily, munching on the chicken and fruit. "Thanks, man."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." Blair grinned and tried not to contemplate just what a meat salad would look or taste like. "Happy to be done with the first week of classes?"

[demonbelthazor]

Mmm, strawberry chicken. "Oh yeah," Bel said. "Nothing today, so I'm just hanging out. Trying to decide if I want to add another class on to my schedule or just stick with the four. How about you?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You only have four?!" Blair exclaimed. "Why wouldn't you take another one?"

"I would seriously go to class seven days a week if they'd let me, but it's nice to have the first week over with. The introductions are pretty boring." Blair shrugged. "All my classes are pretty cool, although I'm out of my depth in Philosophy and Prophecy since I rate a zero on the magic meter."

[demonbelthazor]

"Because I don't have to?" Bel said. "I only have to take three and then I could spend the rest of my time doing whatever I want." He shrugged. "I'm thinking about Phale's prophecy course myself. Might be interesting."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Molly and I dicussed whether or not the office would let me take more classes if I developed multiple personalities." Blair bounced.

"You should! I'm in that class and Aziraphale is really cool and he has a lab on Fridays and..and....Phoebe is in it too!"

[demonbelthazor]

"Might do me some good to know about prophecies, too," Bel said, nodding. "Especially with Phoebe's power."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"See, a very good reason for you to take the class!" Blair bounced excitedly. "Maybe you can find out if you have a secret talent as a fortune teller. In case you have a desire to run off with gypsies or something."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel blinked at Blair. "There is no demon gypsy mating dance," he said flatly.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair choked on a strawberry.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel snickered.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair coughed and glared at Bel. "That's not what I meant."

[demonbelthazor]

"Why would I run off with gypsies then?" Bel asked, still grinning.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Not everything has to do with sex." Blair rolled his eyes. "Sometimes you just have a desire to...um....travel around the countryside wearing peasant blouses."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel stared at Blair.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You know...those wide armed shirts?" Blair waved his hands in what he hoped would convey puffy sleeves.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel stared some more. "Not if you paid me," he said while his mun snickered.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair grinned slowly. "Man, you shouldn't tempt me like that. I'm always up for another friendly wager between us."

[Oh. My. God. That's hilarious! And the hair!]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel winced. "Phoebe would kill me if I made another bet with you. Besides, what could you offer?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Phoebe didn't appreciate the singing?" Blair teased. "Hmmm...I'm sure I've got a lot to offer you, man. It's just a matter of figuring out what you want."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel looked over. "Don't even bring up mimes again."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god, I promise to never mention mimes again to anyone!" Blair shouted.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel pondered. "How could I horribly embarrass you, then?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, man. I'm pretty hard to embarrass." Blair bounced.

[demonbelthazor]

"Wasn't that had to make you blush in Sex Ed," Bel pointed out.