fourth floor common room | evening | saturday | november 28

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Hannibal knew that, technically, he should be spending his free time practicing so he wouldn't make a huge fool of himself when he finally fulfilled his requirements for losing his bet with Kate. Instead, he was sprawling in the common room, lights off, with a loud, action packed movie on the television. He'd ordered himself a pizza and decided that pretending that he didn't have humiliation in his future was a much better plan.

[cr's an open place, if'n you want!]

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"The special effects," he said, grinning. "Those are the best part. The better the explosions, the happier I am."

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Diana grinned. "I like how you think. Do I even know you?"

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"Maybe?" Hannibal shrugged. "Hannibal King. I live in 403, just down the hall. And you are?"

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"Diana Hansen. I'm on the fifth floor." She informed him and lifted up Samuel. "And this is Samuel. He talks."

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"Does he?" Hannibal had been on the island long enough not to be surprised by that. "What kinds of things does he talk about?"

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"What do you talk about?" Samuel asked. "Exactly." Diana said.

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"Depends on the day," Hannibal said, smirking. "Today, I'm fond of talking about food and explosions. Exciting, isn't it?"

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Samuel helpfully provided the make and model of the car that had just exploded and just what went into making that explosion. Diana blinked. "What?" Samuel said grumpily, "He said explosions."

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"Smart cat," Hannibal complimented. "So, you seem to like the movies with the explosions. He doesn't?"

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"I like them too." Samuel said, glad someone was appreciating his brains. "I like pretty much anything." Diana said. "If you can watch it and eat popcorn at the same time, I'm there."

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"Foreign films with subtitles?" Hannibal asked, curious. "Those work too?"

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Diana considered this. "Only if they're French. Indian Soap Operas (TM) do not require subtitles."

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"Gotta admit, they tend to bore me and I spend more time reading the subtitles then watching the movie," he shared. "Of course, I've never seen Indian Soap Operas so maybe I'm missing out?"

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"Do you like over-dramatic acting, random colorful musicals, and plot-lines that only make sense on Mars?" Diana checked.

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"...I don't know because that's not a combination I would have guessed could fit together," he admitted.

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Diana looked smug. "And that's how you know your life isn't an Indian soap opera.'

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"I think I might kinda be glad it isn't," he said, making a face. "Sounds insane."

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"You mean you've never burst out into song here?" Diana asked, slightly disappointed.

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"...no." Liar. "You have?"

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"No." Diana said. "Not here. I'm kind of surprised." She looked at Hannibal suspiciously.

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"What?" Hannibal asked, looking over at the movie to avoid getting caught in his lie.

[and i must sleep! night!]

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"Uh huh." Diana said. "Wha'd you sing?" Her grin was more than slightly evil.