Fifth Floor Common Room - Friday Afternoon

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois was flipping through the channels in the common room when she found a Golden Girls marathon on TV. Sure, the circumstances of why it was on were sad but, hey, Golden Girls rocked no matter the reason it was on. She made some popcorn and grabbed a soda and sprawled out on the couch. She was in for the long haul.

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[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Why are there old women on the television?" Hannibal wondered from where he was slouching in the doorway.

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"You're joking, right?" Lois asked, perking her head up. "It's the Golden Girls."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I never watched," he admitted, shrugging. "Not something I could go to school and admit to my friends who were buzzing about the latest thing that exploded."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"You're missing out," she said, grabbing a handful of popcorn. "These are the four sassiest old ladies you'll ever see."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I don't put sassy and old lady in the same sentence," he said, paying closer attention to the tv. "What makes them sassy?"

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"Well, the really, really old one is a sassy Sicilian who says whatever she wants. The Southern one is a slut and Mr. Deadpool's girlfriend is from Brooklyn so obviously she's got sass," Lois paused. "And then there's Rose. She's not sassy but she's kind of dumb so that's always for good entertainment."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Yeah, he still didn't get it but he could try. "I trust your judgment. I'll give these...Golden Girls a second chance."

First chance.

"Spending a lazy weekend inside, then?"

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"I don't know about the whole weekend but today seems like a lazy day," she said. "I might hit the beach tomorrow. Who knows where we'll end up next when this island moves. If we end up somewhere else with snow I'm going to be pissed."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Considering that the work they'd moved onto for the community project was a little out of Turtle's league, she decided to go ahead and call it quits early and not stick around for the afternoon. She dragged herself tiredly up the stairs, and passed the common room, decided to get a soda, and shuffled tiredly in. She blinked at the TV.

"Ooh," she muttered without much enthusiasm. "Cranky old ladies."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You and me both," he muttered. "You should definitely go to the beach."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"They aren't cranky. They're sassy," Lois corrected. "There's a difference."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle opened her mouth to argue that, but then thought better of it; soda in hand, she ceremoniously plopped on the sofa and sighed, glad for the relaxation. "Minute difference," Turtle allowed. "They do it with class, so, yeah, sassy's a better word."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah? Is there a specific reason you want me to go to the beach?" she asked, smirking. "A reason involving bikinis?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, friendly as he ever was (and he was!), waved at the new arrival.

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"I can only hope I'll be like that when I'm old," she said. "That's why I'm watching right now. Have to make notes for the future."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Of course not," he said, feigning offense even though she was right. "A little sun can be good for the skin. I'm only looking out for your health."

Load of bull.

"I'm conscientious."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

With a bright, but still tired, smile and a wave back, Turtle said, with a fair bit of confidence, "Hi! I don't think I've met you yet." And she'll kill her mun for stupidity if she has. Which, of course, meant immediately offering her hand. "Turtle Wexler, soon-to-be junior. Nice too meet you.'

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I know I'll be like that when I'm old," Turtle said with an unwavering confidence. "There's no way I couldn't be."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"That's very sweet of you," Lois said, not believing him for a second. "You could use a little sun too."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Hannibal King," he said, taking the offered hand of the person the mun was almost positive he hadn't met and smiling. "Turtle's an odd name."

Best get that out of the way early. Of course, he really couldn't talk.

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois smiled. "Yeah, the chances of me being a sweet little old lady are pretty slim too."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Think so?" He looked at his arms critically. "I should go to the beach too?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Hannibal's not exactly on the same level as Bob and Joe, either," Turtle pointed out with a grin back. "It's a nickname. And, believe me, it's better than what my real name is, and, no, I won't tell you what my real name is."

Best get that out of the way, too.

"Where are you from, Hannibal?" It was a weird name, but at least she'd remembered saying it on radio before, so it wasn't that bizarre. And around here, you got used to weird names real quick.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Well," Turtle added, "I intend to be pretty wealthy." Intend. Ha! She already was, but Lois didn't need to know that. "Wealthy old ladies are never sweet. And I want to still be all savvy and feared, maintaining the reputation I will gain in my career as a ruthlessly brilliant lawyer." She concluded with a firm, yet dreamy nod.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Earth," he decided to say to square that way. "No space or alternate universes or underground for me. Just a boy from a city. Nowhere special. We have coffee shops and cheeseburgers and things like that."