Second Floor Common Room [evening]

[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

She'd been forewarned by Peter (and with Willow around, she was even less surprised) that the technology would be much advanced in comparison to what they knew. So when she discovered the televisions in the common rooms as she explored, Susan wasn't shocked or surprised so much as intrigued.

It took her a little while to work out how everything functioned, between the screen and the little rectangular thing with the buttons. However, once she understood that pointing the thing at the television and pressing the buttons was a way to control it, Susan made herself comfortable on the couch with some tea, and slowly began to peruse the channels.

[open as common rooms are!]

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[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

Susan glanced at the young man who had entered without introduction, frowned briefly at the rudeness, and turned her attention to her tea and the television again.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Bread over here, and some mayo...great.

Oh. Yeah. People. "Hi. Jack Burton. I'm on this floor," he gesticulated with the mayo-covered butterknife. "One of the new students?"

[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

"A pleasure to meet you, sir," Susan said stiffly, watching him warily. "And yes, I am newly arrived."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Hope you like it here. It's nice. Bit different, but hey, what's life without a bit of danger breathing down your neck, right?" He grinned. "You want a sandwich? There's lots here."

[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

"No thank you," Susan replied coolly. "Do you always address ladies in this manner?"

So much for gentleness.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I do when I'm this hungry," he admitted. "Sorry. What's wrong with my address?" He was a bit confused. She didn't look like an old lady.

[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

"So casually," she said pointedly. "Cavalier. And while flinging condiments about."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I'm a pretty casual guy," he said, cavalierly. "And I don't fling condiments. They go in the trash." He stuck the knife in the sink. Mmmmmsandwich. "You sure you don't want one?" he asked, picking up the giant sandwich.

[not-that-gentle.livejournal.com]

"Quite certain. Thank you," she added after a moment, because she had not forgotten her manners.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Suit yourself," he said, walking off with his ginormous sandwich. And no plate, of course. "Good to meet you."