Second Floor Common Room; All Day Monday [ 04/20 ].

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

It was Exam Week and so there was, early that morning, a Turtle Wexler in the second floor common room, setting up a little coffee cart on behalf of Student Council to help feed and caffeinated the masses as they went about studying and preparing for the week. There were snacks, there was coffee, there was cocoa....you name it and, if it isn't there already, Turtle would go out and get it.

And, of course, she had made sure that the entire coffee cart process for the week was entirely stocked with Westing Paper Products.

Ahem.



[[ oooopen! Come and get your exam-fueling coffee and snacks! ]]

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[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin grabbed some cocoa and started poring over his notes.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"How's it going, Robin?" Turtle offered after checking the coffee pots again.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good. I'm trying to decide between a few ideas for the journalism final."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"What's the final involve?"

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"We have to write an article for a news paper. I got Explanatory Reporting as my topic."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Which is....a report...that explains something, yeah?"

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Best as I can figure yeah."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco vaguely nodded in Turtle's direction before somewhat missing the couch.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle arched an eyebrow. "Couch, Marco," she warned him in a timely fashion.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a couch." Marco informed her from the floor.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"No," Turtle agreed. "But I think you missed one. Unless you intended to sit on the floor?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"I totally meant to do that."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh. Better thinking air down there?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Totally." Marco informed her with a cheeky grin. "How have you been?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle considered a moment before deciding how to answer.

"Fiiiiine," she said. "You?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Fiiiine. How was prom?" Marco asked, not bothering to move from the floor.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle eyed Marco for a moment, trying to determine if it just so happened that he was completely unaware of...What Happened.

Really, she wouldn't be that surprised if he wasn't.

"Fine. Enjoying your money? You were the most fashionable chimp there."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Like Marco was ever aware of anything.

Marco snorted. "Turtle, Turtle, Turtle. It wasn't about the money. It was about turning up at prom as a chimp and making everyone gawk."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"And totally pissing off your girlfriend," snorted Turtle, rolling her eyes and oh-so-subtly using a certain word just to see what the reaction might be.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco frowned. "She was pissed off?" Go team Marco.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle frowned, too. And then tried to hide it with a lift of her eyebrows. "So...she is your girlfriend?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Eh...I don't think we've ever officially said those words?" Marco hedged.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"But you'd still basically consider the equivalent as such?" said Turtle, clearly switching into some sort of technicality lawyer-type mode.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Why are we having this discussion?" Marco asked.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"You're one of my best friends, Marco," Turtle stated, shrugging. "And, as a best friend, I think the status of your relationship is something I should know."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I can go with that. I don't know is our status." Marco informed her.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle inspected Marco for a moment as if searching for signs of lying, and then nodded, satisfied with this answer. "Okay, then," she said. "Either way, yes, she was pissed."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"About what?" Marco looked honestly confused.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"About you going to prom as a chimpanzee," said Turtle.

And, after a moment, she sighed and admitted, "And at me for daring you to do it."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco frowned. "Wait, why was she angry at you?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Apparently, I," wait for the finger quotes, "'ruined her prom.'"

Sure, Joan had probably been sampling the punch when that came out, but still. That's what she said.

Or something like that.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"What?! You?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Mmhm," Turtle nodded. "Because I dared you to do it. She seemed to forget the part of the equation that involved you agreeing to it."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Girls, present company excluded, are weird."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Well, at least this showed that Marco was pretty oblivious about the catfight, which was quite the relief. Marco really didn't need anything more to go to his head.

"I take it she didn't take it out on you too badly, then," said Turtle.

Either that, or he was even more oblivious than she suspected.