[Maybe it's the liquor from earlier and now the mimosa, but she's momentarily distracted by the way he sucker his fingers clean of syrup. She hides it with another drink of mimosa followed by a happy bite of syrupy pancake. She laughs at his joke, the little play on words. Being in the legal field, she totally appreciates it.]
You can even get me on video. Jesse Pinkman, hot genius. Endorsed by Nikki Ramos.
[She squeezes some ketchup and hot sauce onto her eggs and hash browns. She likes it particularly spicy. She hums with satisfaction when she digs in.]
Eat, drink, see what kind of trouble and adventure the night brings me. So far, this evening is ranking pretty high on my list of nights.
[She appreciates that he doesn't have a lot of questions about why she's got this guy's cellphone. She's turned it off and left it in her purse for later.] Seriously though, thanks for your help. You're a real one.
On video--even better, and with an endorsement to boot! If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to suck up to me for somethin'. But, uh, seeing as you already got your favor...
[ He trails off, implying that that isn't the reason for why she's being so nice. A little flirty even? Of course, that could also totally just be the liquor. On either or both of their parts. The squeeze of ketchup on her eggs get a little bit of a look, but he can appreciate the hot sauce, and he, too, grabs the tabasco to shake some onto what's left of his cheesy scrambled eggs. ]
Sounds like a good time. Maybe I can tag along more often.
[ It's not like he has much else to do, at least if he isn't working. Time away from the lab generally consists of him bumming around his house, grabbing something to eat, or hitting a local bar. Nothing too exciting. It's more fun with company, anyway.
Jesse's used to doing things and seeing things without questioning too much. Some things are just better left unsaid. Besides, if he pries, that means she has every right to do it back to him and he'd like to avoid lying to her too much. It always leaves a bad taste in his mouth, even if he does what he has to in order to protect himself and the business. ]
It was no problem. Besides, I might get some extra sympathy from the ladies once this bruise settles in.
[ Jesse laughs, half-joking as he gestures to his eye. It's still a little swollen and the redness is settling in. It'll start bruising before the night's over, by the looks of it. ]
[Maybe she's being a little flirty. Nikki is flirty nature truthfully, but she's definitely got an appreciation for Jesse. He's cute, but his loyalty and reliability alone is enough to pique her interest. He's good people, and there aren't too many of those nowadays.
She sees the look on his face when she squirts the ketchup on her food. She takes a pointed, happy bite.]
Don't judge. It's delicious!
[She finishes off her mimosa and pours them both a fresh glass. She's got a pleasant buzz going. She still feels bad about his black eye though. And if he's not interested, she offers.]
If you need a wingwoman, I can totally talk you up to the ladies. I'll tell them how you heroically stepped in to keep some creep from bothering me. Girls love that shit.
[ Hey--flirtation never hurt anybody. You definitely won't hear Jesse complain about it, of all people. Besides. He thinks Nikki's kind of hot, and she has a good sense of humor (which is decidedly more important to him than looks are anyways). ]
No judging. I just can't do the whole ketchup and eggs thing. And I love ketchup. There's just something about the combination that I can't stomach. Totally do you, though. I ain't tryin' to 'yuck' your 'yum' or anything.
[ Jesse shrugs and then finishes off his glass, reaching for the jug to start on round two. This is supposed to be a competition, after all, though he has a feeling they'll both end up drunk and losing count anyway. ]
Nah, no wingwoman necessary. I was mainly joking. Might get us a couple brownie points with our hard-to-crack waitress, though. Or maybe that's the reason she seemed so irritated with me when I first walked in. I dunno. She ain't exactly easy to read.
[She giggles at the turn of phrase. Not because she's never heard it, but she just doesn't expect Jesse to use it. She takes another sip of her mimosa though it's a bigger one. She's feel confident in herself now that she's getting food in her stomach.]
You're telling me. But I think you're wearing her down. She almost even smiled that last time. Just keep that charm up.
[She glances over where the waitress is refilling ketchup bottles. She looks like she's in the zone, not bothering to check on them while they are. Nikki is cool with that. They have e writhing they need anyway.]
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Date: 2022-11-08 01:29 pm (UTC)You can even get me on video. Jesse Pinkman, hot genius. Endorsed by Nikki Ramos.
[She squeezes some ketchup and hot sauce onto her eggs and hash browns. She likes it particularly spicy. She hums with satisfaction when she digs in.]
Eat, drink, see what kind of trouble and adventure the night brings me. So far, this evening is ranking pretty high on my list of nights.
[She appreciates that he doesn't have a lot of questions about why she's got this guy's cellphone. She's turned it off and left it in her purse for later.] Seriously though, thanks for your help. You're a real one.
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Date: 2022-11-08 02:39 pm (UTC)[ He trails off, implying that that isn't the reason for why she's being so nice. A little flirty even? Of course, that could also totally just be the liquor. On either or both of their parts. The squeeze of ketchup on her eggs get a little bit of a look, but he can appreciate the hot sauce, and he, too, grabs the tabasco to shake some onto what's left of his cheesy scrambled eggs. ]
Sounds like a good time. Maybe I can tag along more often.
[ It's not like he has much else to do, at least if he isn't working. Time away from the lab generally consists of him bumming around his house, grabbing something to eat, or hitting a local bar. Nothing too exciting. It's more fun with company, anyway.
Jesse's used to doing things and seeing things without questioning too much. Some things are just better left unsaid. Besides, if he pries, that means she has every right to do it back to him and he'd like to avoid lying to her too much. It always leaves a bad taste in his mouth, even if he does what he has to in order to protect himself and the business. ]
It was no problem. Besides, I might get some extra sympathy from the ladies once this bruise settles in.
[ Jesse laughs, half-joking as he gestures to his eye. It's still a little swollen and the redness is settling in. It'll start bruising before the night's over, by the looks of it. ]
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Date: 2022-11-08 02:54 pm (UTC)She sees the look on his face when she squirts the ketchup on her food. She takes a pointed, happy bite.]
Don't judge. It's delicious!
[She finishes off her mimosa and pours them both a fresh glass. She's got a pleasant buzz going. She still feels bad about his black eye though. And if he's not interested, she offers.]
If you need a wingwoman, I can totally talk you up to the ladies. I'll tell them how you heroically stepped in to keep some creep from bothering me. Girls love that shit.
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Date: 2022-11-08 03:06 pm (UTC)No judging. I just can't do the whole ketchup and eggs thing. And I love ketchup. There's just something about the combination that I can't stomach. Totally do you, though. I ain't tryin' to 'yuck' your 'yum' or anything.
[ Jesse shrugs and then finishes off his glass, reaching for the jug to start on round two. This is supposed to be a competition, after all, though he has a feeling they'll both end up drunk and losing count anyway. ]
Nah, no wingwoman necessary. I was mainly joking. Might get us a couple brownie points with our hard-to-crack waitress, though. Or maybe that's the reason she seemed so irritated with me when I first walked in. I dunno. She ain't exactly easy to read.
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Date: 2022-11-08 03:27 pm (UTC)[She giggles at the turn of phrase. Not because she's never heard it, but she just doesn't expect Jesse to use it. She takes another sip of her mimosa though it's a bigger one. She's feel confident in herself now that she's getting food in her stomach.]
You're telling me. But I think you're wearing her down. She almost even smiled that last time. Just keep that charm up.
[She glances over where the waitress is refilling ketchup bottles. She looks like she's in the zone, not bothering to check on them while they are. Nikki is cool with that. They have e writhing they need anyway.]
So what else do you not like food wise?