Re: Wade Wilson and Finn
THRICE! Halfway-ish there. Wade was not to be deterred or let down by the lack of chemistry. Hell, sometimes you just had to get your own chemistry set and blow shit up even without nature to help out. (Nature'd thank you later).
Still, he was living it up and had a lot of luck thrown into his speed dating attire, this year it was his lucky shirt and some khaki shorts. Plopping down into the seat across from Finn, Wade gave him a chap-lipped grin. "Hey! It's Mr. Foggyhead! How're you feeling??" Yet he didn't give the man a chance to reply, before adding. "Oooh! You bought me a drink! That's super sweet... Um, unless it was left here from the last round? In which case I call dibs."