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[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I heard excellent reviews from some old friends."

"You haven't said anything of substance since the other day when... everything happened."

((haha i guess they technically do have powers. and maybe morgana wouldn't be able to find them as easily there because of all the magic?))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Are those friends the same as the ones that tried to kill us yesterday?" She was teasing, but her face was completely serious.

"You mean when Scarlet attacked you?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He took it in stride, though, and laughed. "They never could measure up to my exquisite taste in human food, no."
James rolled his eyes.

She nodded.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Do you even eat human food?" she asked and narrowed her eyes.

"What am I supposed to say?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yes," he replied indignantly.

"I don't have a script for you if that's what you're asking. What do you want to say?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"How is that possible? Ed can't do that."

"I don't want to say anything. I can't come up with anything right now," he muttered and slumped in his seat.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"We're not the same, you could say. I can bleed, for instance."
"How delightfully morbid."
"Thank you."

"Fine," she replied, then dutifully closed her eyes as if she was willing herself back to sleep.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"And you can eat human food. That seems useful," she teased.

"Do you need me to comfort you?" he asked uncertainly.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Helps me fit in more," he replied as half a joke.

She opened one eye to look at him. "Sorry?"

((someone's channeling his inner castiel *i'msogoodatpopculturereferencesright*))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Ah, I see," she nodded slowly.

He cleared his throat and looked away. "Nothing, nothing."

((i would say yes, but the reference is lost on me))

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"You really don't have to do this, you know."
"Yeah, Ray, you really don't," James agreed.
They glared.

She sat up with an impatient sigh. "What makes you think I'd need to be comforted?"

((darn. supernatural reference))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Do what?" she asked, her eyebrows knitting together. She looked between the two of them. "Am I missing something here?"

"I was just asking.."

((ahh, i see! i've only really watched 2 or 3 episodes))

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Have the awkward 'so what makes the newcomer tick' conversation."

"Please just answer the question," she said quietly, keeping her voice under perfect control.

((ahh, lovely. i just watched all the episodes for literally no reason))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I'm trying to make this as less awkward as possible!"

"After such an event, I would assume you're feeling some ... I don't know ... trauma?"

((hey, why not? i once spent an entire night watching walking dead. oops))

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nodded, glancing at James. "Okay. Ask me anything, then."

She shook her head. "No. I mean, I kept myself up for an extra twelve hours more than was necessary and then slept for half a day. That's it. I'm not one of those people, Ed."

((hahaha sounds like a quality life decision))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Well, now that you're putting pressure on me I can't think of anything."

"You don't want to pretend like you need my help, for my sake?"

((yep. I know how to live my life -coughnopecough-))

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Take your time. After all, breakfast awaits," he replied, holding the door to the restaurant open for them.

"I don't need your help all the time. I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself. I don't understand why you aren't believing that."

((in that case, me too *wooosarcasmiloveit*))

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Do you actually get anything from eating food? Like, is there any point for you?" she asked as she entered, looking back over her shoulder.

"I do believe it. It just makes me feel useless."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"A little," he replied. "Not as great, but it's enough for a while."

"We don't keep you around for you to pick up our messes and shield us from the big bad world, you know."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Oh, okay, well that's unfortunate."

He leaned his cheek in his hand and sighed. "I don't know what else I'm useful for."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He chuckled. "Vampirism is vampirism no matter how much normal food you can tolerate."

"How long have you been around that you haven't been able to figure it out yet?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"This is true. Don't turn this into a pity party."

"I feel like I always end up in this position."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I don't have the luxury of self pity."

"How do you mean?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"No?"

"Just kinda... there. I feel like I make things worse," he smiled bitterly, "I always try to protect everyone, but then bad things happen anyway and I'm not there to save the day."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Well, not always. And today is not one of those days, I assure you."

"Then maybe you shouldn't try so hard to protect everyone and it wouldn't feel like your fault."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"We'll see," she said but smiled anyway. The waiter led them to a booth and Ray slid into the seat closest to the window.

"What am I supposed to do, then?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Are you trying to make my life difficult?" he teased. Peter sat across from her and James took the seat next to her. They exchanged a glance.

"What do you think the rest of us do?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She picked up a menu and flipped through it. "Obviously," she murmured, her eyes not looking at either of them.

"Uh, er, I don't know. Ray and James make out half the time."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Ouch, wow. And we've only just met."

She nodded. "Fair enough. Not exactly what I meant, though."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Don't expect me to be nice to you just because we're acquaintances."

"Yeah, I know.." he sighed and sat up.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Teasing one second and blatant insults the next. Is she always like this?"
James shrugged in response.
Peter blinked. Things were silent for a moment. "I don't think I'm keeping up."

She took a breath, then patted the spot next to her on the sofa in invitation, giving in.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

Ray glanced at James and sighed, looking back at her menu. "I don't know," she mumbled.

He looked up, surprised. He was beside to her in the next moment, not wanting to let the opportunity pass him by.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

Peter looked between the two. "Don't know what? I'm missing something."

A little self consciously, she crossed her arms. "I don't know what I can do to help you."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Apparantly I am, too," she said, looking back at James. She nudged his leg with her own under the table.

"Me neither," he smirked.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

James cleared his throat and opened the menu. "Don't know what you're talking about," he said lightly.
Peter shrugged. "Okay, Spanish Inquisition. Go."

"See, but I don't need help with anything. You don't seem to be in the best, er, place."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Shh, you," she hushed, pointing at Peter. She turned to James. "What is with you?"

"No? Guess the show's over."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He shook his head. "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

She nudged him. "I'm serious."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"It's obviously not nothing if you're acting so weird. Don't make me pull you outside to have this conversation."

"So am I, maybe."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He rolled his eyes. "Relax, Ray. It's fine. Promise."

"Don't tell me you've been playing a role this whole time."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yeah? Fine, I'll leave you alone," she murmured, turning back to her menu.

He laughed. "I'd be a pretty good actor if I had been."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nudged her, smiling. "Trust me."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "You've always been good at acting. Now how do I discern how much you've been lying to me?" she asked, half teasing.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I do, don't worry."

"I'd trust that you'd believe me when I say I won't lie to you."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Good."

"Okay. Acting, then."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"So what are we getting?"

"Acting like I'm okay.."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Food?" they both replied at the same time, looking up from their menus. They exchanged glances and looked away. Peter smirked, and James just shook his head.

"But I already knew that was total bullshit." She paused. "Which I didn't mean to sound as bitchy as it did."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She snorted. "Gee, you both must be geniuses, huh?"

"I know you didn't."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"You got it," James shot back, nudging her with his elbow.

"What does that leave us?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

She shook her head, but allowed herself a small smile, as she continued to peruse the menu.

"What do you mean?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"See anything you like?" Peter asked.

"I know you're not okay. I don't know what I can do to help you."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"How about everything?" She grinned. "What would you recommend?"

"You think I do?" he asked, laughing once.