Guidance Counselor's Office, Tuesday

[electrocynic]

And here we were again.

Electroclash, bored out of her wits, in her office.

But there was one small perk compared to many, many other times this same situation had happened: there was no annoying radio! Granted, there wasn't any radio, but the lack of a possessed radio spewing God knows what drivel at an uncomfortable volume was a definite plus.

Not that it made Electroclash look any less surly, but, you know. Still nice.

[ooc: Open.]

Comments

[imafuturist]

Hey, he was politely assuming she had a social life.

"Saturday..." His expression went a little distant as he made sure to check his calender in case Pepper had scheduled a fundraiser or something. "Should work."

[electrocynic]

Well, sometimes she went back to London. And sometimes she hung out at Atton and Sparkle's place. And... no, that was really about it.

She looked vaguely amused. "Thought I'd lose you for a second there, mate. Busy schedule?"

[imafuturist]

"I'm a popular guy," Tony replied with a smile on reflex. "Sometimes my assistant likes to schedule me to go to functions that I hate when I piss her off enough."

Which he'd certainly managed this past week.

[electrocynic]

"And is that often?"

She tended to move in circles where the answer to that would've been an easy yes from most people involved.

[imafuturist]

"...enough to notice a pattern." So yes.