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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 10, 2012 20:01:25 GMT -5
M7W4D1, the diner near the main filming set for MLP3, open.
After a particularly tiring day of shooting, Rodney insists on a stop at the nearest diner. He walks in with his considerably better known "boyfriend," shrugging as he continues a conversation started outside.
"Sorry, look, I know you're not big on it, but it's convienent and... well, I do like it sometimes."
Rodney doesn't have particularly advanced standards of "tastes good," and humans appear hard-wired to prefer high fat, high salt combinations. On that front, at least, the diner delivers.
Of course, he also has ulterior motives for picking this particular day to come here, but he's yet to give those away, and if there's a certain older woman with dark gray hair in the restaurant already, he doesn't appear to give notice.
OOC: Mention of Addison and Kate with permission.
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Post by Mirage on Feb 10, 2012 20:07:34 GMT -5
Addison looks almost pained as they walk into the diner.
"I know you like it, and that's fine. It isn't inedible. It just... lacks refinement."
He laughs then and tries to give Rodney a quick hug before they choose their seats. "I'll suffer through it, if only to keep you from wasting away from hunger."
A waitress bring them both their usual drinks without having to be asked. Most of the MLP3 crew comes here enough to be regulars now.
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 10, 2012 21:32:44 GMT -5
An old detective at a greasy spoon like this isn't an unusual sight. Of course she glances up as other patrons enter and then looks down at her newspaper.
Kate gives them a moment to let the waitress bring their drinks. It is only decent. Then she goes for a bag and pulls out an Equine Alliance Rarity and Danny set, featuring toy likenesses of a unicorn and Mr. Addison Payne. Kate snorts, looking at the toy set.
Then she stands and saunters over to the movie star. Kate asks casually, "Don't mean to be a bother, sir, but would you mind signing this for my son? He just adores you."
Then it hits her, and she blinks. "Wow. You really do look better in person than you do in the movies. Erm. No offense. The movies just make you look so spindly."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 10, 2012 23:28:06 GMT -5
Rodney's actually got a remarkably good poker face when he puts his mind to it. And right now, he has to put his mind to it pretty hard to avoid showing any more than polite interest as Kate walks up. He picks up his soda and takes a drink, partially because, even with that poker face, it's all he can do to avoid snickering when Kate observes on how much better he looks in person. The sipping helps him avoid it.
Guess that settles that question.
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Post by Mirage on Feb 10, 2012 23:43:44 GMT -5
Addison takes the toy with a dazzling smile. He's used to this by now, and in fact has an assortment of fine point Sharpie markers in an interior pocket for just such an occasion. Out comes a purple marker as he sets the toy on the table for better stability.
He laughs at the woman's backwards compliment, "No offense taken, madam. I'm not to everyone's tastes, after all."
"Now, if you'll tell me the boy's name, I'd be happy to personalize this for him."
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 11, 2012 8:47:24 GMT -5
"And so polite! That's a lost art these days, you know, just like die cast construction," Kate says, quite enchanted, "You ought to be proud."
As to the son's name - she never specified a 'boy' did she? - Kate readily supplies, "His name's Rodney."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 11, 2012 14:19:00 GMT -5
To Rodney's credit, he doesn't spit-take.
Instead, he swallows his soda wrong, and promptly starts coughing, lifting his left hand to cough into it and not, say, onto the table or anyone else. When he finally recovers, he clears his throat and murmurs and embarrassed, "Erm, pardon me."
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Post by Mirage on Feb 11, 2012 23:49:52 GMT -5
Addison starts to write "To Rodney" on the windowpane potion of the box, when Rodney himself starts coughing his head off. Without actually looking up he cuts his eyes from the Prime to the elderly woman and back again twice before returning to his inscription.
After giving the marker a few moments to dry, Addison smiles thinly and tosses the box across the table at Rodney. The inscription reads:
To Rodney: For this you owe me a night at the opera- in a tuxedo. Love, Addison
"Hello Kup," Addison says to the woman, "You can stop fawning over me now."
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 11, 2012 23:58:50 GMT -5
Kate was just going to hand the box to Rodney, anyway, so she just laughs and says, "There you go, kiddo. It'll look nice next to your Battle Fairy Rodimus Prime, huh? And you can get that one signed, too," which would be a bit egotistical, but she wouldn't put it past Rodney to autograph his own Rodimus dolls.
They're totally dolls. Kate doesn't care what the kids are calling them these days.
"An' don't flatter yourself. I don't fawn. It's just that, if I could shuck a few of these millions," of years, not dollars, obviously, "Rodney there would have some serious competition for your hand."
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 12, 2012 0:08:51 GMT -5
Rodney manages to swallow his drink and to stop coughing. At the signature and Addison's reaction, he bursts out laughing, obviously not nearly as remorseful for his little stunt as he should be.
He takes the toy box and waves it absently, not lifting it in the air, but rather moving it back and forth over the table as he talks before setting it aside. "That's pretty cold revenge, Addison, though I guess it's fair. Sorry about that, but we had to test your Magic Sexy Field." He looks at Kate and smirks. "Seems to be working."
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Post by Mirage on Feb 12, 2012 0:41:54 GMT -5
Addison opens his mouth to tell Rodney that the punishment most certainly does fit the crime, when Kate blatantly hits on him. This is enough of a shock to cause Addison to stare at the woman in complete confusion. He starts to sputter out a response, but can't seem to form a complete word.
Congratulations, Kate. You caused the dashing Addison Payne to lose his composure.
Rodney's words at least shake the model enough for him to be able to say, "My... what?"
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 12, 2012 1:04:12 GMT -5
"Gosh, but you're just the cutest little thing when you're confused," Kate says admiringly. She shakes her head, trying to get some sense into herself, and explains, "Your magic sexy field. You have one. How else do you explain this?"
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Post by Rodimus Prime on Feb 12, 2012 1:19:23 GMT -5
When Kate says, 'Gosh, but you're just the cutest little thing,', Rodney puts the side of his left hand in his mouth in order to muffle extreme laughter. The struggle to keep it from getting too loud just causes him to shake all the more in mirth as he attempts, desperately, not to draw more attention to the table.
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Post by Mirage on Feb 12, 2012 21:17:18 GMT -5
"I could explain it by assuming you can't hold your alcohol," Addison counters dryly. He shoots Rodney a dark look, and continues, "Or that Rodney put you up to this for the strict purpose of embarrassing me. Either of which makes much more sense than some... some... magic sexy field!" The last is fairly hissed out, and for perhaps the first time, it is actually possible to see Mirage in the person known as Addison Payne.
For the most part, the Rodney/Addison couple has become older news, but Rodney's obvious amusement, coupled with Addison's obvious displeasure is going to have more than a few tabloids speculating tomorrow.
"This is absolutely ridiculous!"
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Post by Kate Mason on Feb 12, 2012 22:19:24 GMT -5
"I haven't had a drink, but you can bet your sweet head that I could drink you under the table if I cared to," Kate replies, looking a bit affronted and challenging. "Rodney told me he thinks you're better-looking as a human than as an Autobot, and that sounded mighty peculiar. So we decided to investigate."
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