Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[withoutverona]

After rummaging through the cabinets, Levon -- who looked strangely like Romeo in a cheap velvet blazer -- had assembled a lot of pudding.

Perhaps not exactly $240 worth, but a lot of pudding all the same.

Which he was diligently cooking, chilling, dancing near, and whispering sweet nothings to.

"Oh baby, you know you got it goin' on. Aw, you lookin' so good, you lookin' so right. Awwwww, yeah."

From the table, a droid baby -- "Barry" -- whispered sweet encouragement that only "Levon" could hear.

"Levon" grinned at the growing mound of pudding. This would be a very good night.

[OOC: CR and, duh, open. Video documentation encouraged.]

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[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Does the extra love mean it doesn't have skin on top?" Willow asked.

[withoutverona]

"No skin on pudding this creamy, baby, you can just gliiide right in," Barry said.

[OOC: Linkgathering, will be slow for a sec.]

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Not that there's anything wrong with having skin on it," Willow said. "It's just that traditionally I tend not to deal with it much."

[withoutverona]

"This pudding is skin-free, baby," Levon said. "Dance with me and I'll show you, awww yeah."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"What kind of dance?" Willow asked.

[withoutverona]

Levon winked at her again. "Think I should show the lady, Barry?" he asked the droid.

The droid seemingly said yes.

Which would be why Levon's next move was to dance over to the pudding, strains of "Sexual Healing" in his head, and -- slowly and almost elegantly -- lower his ass and waggle it in the pile of pudding. "This is the pudding dance," he explained. "Awwww, yeah!"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow? Staring.

[withoutverona]

Levon? Not caring about the staring, as his eyes were closed in disturbing ecstasy.

Finally, after what would probably seem like far too long to Willow, he arose. "Now, your turn to dance with the puddin'," he offered. "Unless you just like to watch, if that's your thing, baby."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I'll... let others go first," Willow said. "I wouldn't want to be greedy."

[withoutverona]

"Suit yourself, sweets, the puddin' will be here when you're ready," Levon answered. "The pudding's always ready, long as you sweet-talk it first."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Hookay," Willow said. "Well I have homework to do and a hedgehog to feed so - have fun there, with your pudding."

[withoutverona]

"Me and Barry always have fun with puddin'," Levon informed her. "Have fun with your hedgehog, aww yeah."

Privately, he thought some people had the weirdest hobbies.