Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis was curled up on the couch, watching the television with a faint mixture of horror and interest.

She had discovered cartoons tonight, you see, and there was a Looney Tunes marathon on.

She had to admit that she really didn't understand why anyone would trust these ACME people anymore, considering the faulty wares they sold.

And she was torn on whether she preferred that annoying, noisy bird, or the poor stupid dog thing that seemed to be indestructible.

[open as common rooms tend to be!]

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[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"He really doesn't, nope." Adam shook his head, amused. "It's what makes it so great. He just keeps at it, even though his scemes never work."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"He's a complete idiot," Aravis said, almost in awe. "More completely than anyone I've met."

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam nodded in agreement. "That's Wile E. Coyote for you." He chuckled. "I'd certainly hope that was the case. I'd hate to think there's someone out there worse than him." He teased.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"There are a few who come close," she said, rolling her eyes.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Adam shouldn't really be surprised, but he was. "Let's hope I don't end up being one of them."