3rd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

[rebelseekspizza]

"Nothing left to break, my life is in a thousand pieces, million reasons, why should I keep myself away? Hard to define; it always is. It's hard to scream with your throat full of glass."

Dante was humming, bobbing his head along and maybe even shifting his movements some in tune with the music in his head as he wandered around the common room with a bowl full of cereal. If there was anything funny going on with the island, he didn't know; it wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten a song stuck in his head, and it wouldn't be the last. Considering he'd been listening to this CD just last night, it wasn't weird.

He kept on humming, too, as he nudged the fridge open with his foot and dipped his head in to see if there was anything good he could poach. "T-t-t-tthuh..."

[[ open, with a minor patch of SP in an hour or two. ]]

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Where'd you find those guys, anyway?" Dante asked, looking at her.

Look, how she had gotten them to come all the way up here wasn't a question.

[good_for_six]

Isabela shrugged. "They were down by the entrance. I was about to generously offer to help the food find it's rightful owner." By which she meant her, since finders keepers. "But then the singing started."

[rebelseekspizza]

Finders keepers was totally the law of the land.

"Yeah, the singing's been an ongoing thing," Dante said. "Guess they couldn't carry a tune that long."

[good_for_six]

"They were carrying something else up three floors, that takes stamina."

Stamina she would have liked to take advantage of in addition to the food.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante thought about it.

"Too bad," he decided, too. "You didn't steal any of the food?"

[good_for_six]

"I was going to." Oh, like he was going to judge her for that. "But the singing and the choreography seemed that much more important."

That he could judge her for.

[rebelseekspizza]

"You gotta get your priorities in order, Isabela," Dante said, judging her for just that. "That was some grade-A beef."

[good_for_six]

She was judging herself for that.

"I know, I'm not usually that distracted."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Can't let a singing bug get you off your game," Dante decided.

He wasn't going to let it, damn it.

[good_for_six]

If you ended up leading a showstopper later, Isabela was going to point and laugh.

As it was, she was going to try and pick his pocket, just to make a point.

Everything's clear, attack the rear
Get in and pick-a-pocket or two.

Of course, easier said than done today.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante wasn't really a showstopper kind of guy. Maybe an angry industrial fit somewhere in town, or something.

What he was, was a guy with unnatural reflexes, which would be why his hand was shooting for her wrist before she'd gotten halfway through that song at all.

[good_for_six]

"Spoilsport." She hadn't even managed the 'attack the rear' part.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Hey, I don't mind your sticky fingers one bit," Dante said, "Just as long as everyone's naked."

[good_for_six]

"Tempting." It was a very pretty common room this morning.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Better than singing."

Though possibly not better than all that food Isabela had let slip.

[good_for_six]

It was possible the food was down in the lobby still, the delivery guys had looked pretty mortified as they fled.

"Unless there's naked singing." It definitely seemed that kind of day.

[rebelseekspizza]

"That just means people aren't using their mouths right," Dante decided.

... If the food was down the lobby, she was losing him. Sorry.

[good_for_six]

If the food was down in the lobby she'd be racing him.

"Or someone else is using theirs really right."

[rebelseekspizza]

"... Now I wanna find out if that happens," Dante said. "Hit a high note on the high note."

[good_for_six]

"That was poetic."

In case he thought she was being sarcastic... apostitutes, Dante. Apostitutes.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante gave her a little mock bow. "That's me," he said, "A poet."

[good_for_six]

"And a cunning linguist to boot."

Yes, Isabela thought she was the first person to come up with that one.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Thanks," Dante said again, though now he made a little finger gun at her. "I studied real hard in school."

[good_for_six]

"I'm sure you were a dedicated student."