Second floor common room, Saturday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

After spending the morning reading celebrity gossip mags online, Priestly was all set to be a little more social. He put his kilt on over a pair of ripped jeans, used every dye color in his collection to achieve a banded technicolor mohawk (and a little bit of stripe on his goatee), put in a call to Dinah, and hit the common room to whip up a couple hot subs.

After all, if he was going to go about setting fashion trends, he needed to have something that might draw people in, right?

Yeah, and okay, he was pretty hungry to boot. What? He was a growing teenage boy.

[ooc: open, chachacha.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh." Dinah was quiet a minute, thinking about it. "Well, I can tell you one thing? Love potions, bad idea. That's not the way to learn about it." She gave him a rueful smile. "And I think it's a little different for everyone."

[see-beyond.livejournal.com]

"I promise to avoid love potions if I can," he said, nodding. "I wouldn't want to learn about something so important the wrong way."