Re: [nye party quicklog]
[He whistled low, impressed.] So I've got the future Doc Destiny perched on my lap. Niiiiice. [Patrick didn't know if this girl was really going to be a doctor. He didn't know anything about her. He might ask Con, but Con would start playing hook-up, and she'd mentally marry him to Destiny before the year was out. Con was not-so-closet romantic. It was better to gather information himself, so wedding bells wouldn't ring every morning when he came down for pancakes.]
Harsh. [He put a hand over his heart in a dramatic display.] It took that long for you to get that I was being suave. Man, I need to work on my game. [He knew she was teasing, playing, and he was reciprocating. Patrick liked fun. If you asked the boy, he'd tell you life should be entirely comprised of it. He wanted to save the world, sure, but only because he wanted the world to be aces. Patrick liked the light stuff. All right, so maybe he was hiding from the dark stuff, but don't harsh the boy's buzz on New Year's Eve.]
May I offer myself as a better option than the pig? [He craned his head, as if he was trying to look for the pig in question. He'd seen him scurrying earlier, but Patrick liked animals, and he wasn't put off by a pig being in attendance. Hah! There! He pointed.] I've got better breath than him, and my stature is more impressive, and I have a good lap for sitting on. No offense, Pig. [He looked back at the girl on his lap. His fingers slid to Destiny's jaw, where the backs of his knuckles dragged easy.] I think I found my someone. Think she'll give me the time of day, er, night? [Wink.]