Post by Peter Jones on Jul 11, 2017 19:32:01 GMT -6
"I think we did pretty great for improvising," Al replied as he nudged Peter in the arm. Peter rolled his eyes in response, turning to look over at the raven-haired kid standing next to him with food in his arms.
"'We'?" Peter asked, reiterating Al as he raised an eyebrow. "You's too busy gettin' us in trouble. Lacie an' I had ta bail ya ou'!" He gave Al a playful nudge back before the kid walked away towards the bed while muttering something back at Dean as he walked. Turning his attention towards Lacie, the redhead looked her over as she continued drinking her coffee in between giggles. It looked like she was doing better now, at least, and Al was acting pretty much the same. Should be fine come mornin', Peter mused. Be' they'll 'ave a massive headache, tho. He chuckled slightly at the thought, fully entertained as he watched the rest of the conversations go on around him.
As Dean started asking about what had happened, Arty chimed in. "Actually, I wasn't there," he said as he gestured towards Lacie, Peter, and Al--who was all the way on the bed munching away. "While these three hooligans were off causing mischief, I was trying to enjoy a nice evening."
"You sure bout that, Arty?" Lacie replied with a quick giggle before curling up in her seat. "I saw someone that kinda looked like you."
Peter raised an eyebrow at that, turning his attention towards Arty now. "Oh yea?" he asked, thoroughly intrigued. "Do tell, slick fingers! Wha' in'erestin' places 'ave ya been off to this evenin'?" He kept his eyes on the lad, watching for any hint at what the guy had been up to; he was curious as to how the lad had even found them all the way at a random fellow's apartment. Meanwhile, Lacie began moving around the house while talking away, mentioning something about Dean's looks. The comment intrigued the redhead, and Peter turned to glace at the guy, suddenly noticing the same thing Lacie had seen.
"Ner's, Deanie-boy, ya really go' roughed up'a bi'!" he said as his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Ya go' a story fo' us or wha'?"
[Nerts! - an exclamation meaning "I am amazed!"]
"'We'?" Peter asked, reiterating Al as he raised an eyebrow. "You's too busy gettin' us in trouble. Lacie an' I had ta bail ya ou'!" He gave Al a playful nudge back before the kid walked away towards the bed while muttering something back at Dean as he walked. Turning his attention towards Lacie, the redhead looked her over as she continued drinking her coffee in between giggles. It looked like she was doing better now, at least, and Al was acting pretty much the same. Should be fine come mornin', Peter mused. Be' they'll 'ave a massive headache, tho. He chuckled slightly at the thought, fully entertained as he watched the rest of the conversations go on around him.
As Dean started asking about what had happened, Arty chimed in. "Actually, I wasn't there," he said as he gestured towards Lacie, Peter, and Al--who was all the way on the bed munching away. "While these three hooligans were off causing mischief, I was trying to enjoy a nice evening."
"You sure bout that, Arty?" Lacie replied with a quick giggle before curling up in her seat. "I saw someone that kinda looked like you."
Peter raised an eyebrow at that, turning his attention towards Arty now. "Oh yea?" he asked, thoroughly intrigued. "Do tell, slick fingers! Wha' in'erestin' places 'ave ya been off to this evenin'?" He kept his eyes on the lad, watching for any hint at what the guy had been up to; he was curious as to how the lad had even found them all the way at a random fellow's apartment. Meanwhile, Lacie began moving around the house while talking away, mentioning something about Dean's looks. The comment intrigued the redhead, and Peter turned to glace at the guy, suddenly noticing the same thing Lacie had seen.
"Ner's, Deanie-boy, ya really go' roughed up'a bi'!" he said as his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Ya go' a story fo' us or wha'?"
[Nerts! - an exclamation meaning "I am amazed!"]