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Tweak says, "You brave little soldier..."

Shawn Spencer (psychyouout) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-01-31 09:55:00

Entry tags:

greg house, shawn spencer

Who: Shawn and Dr. Frilly Underpants Himself
What: An evening of fine wines and cheeses. Well, maybe the whine...
When: Last night before a certain mun fell asleep...
Warnings: Maybe language? Shawn has more sexual morals. Shocking I know.

Shawn sat at the far end of the bar nursing a drink while he waited for the Dragmeister to show up. A dive bar in LA suited his mood as of late pretty damn nicely. And it had to be LA cause even the dive bars in Santa Barbara were a tourists idea of heaven and anywhere else was a bit too far away to get home to teenage anchors in time. He liked Tess a lot... but boy was she some serious bad timing. ~~And maybe a reminder of something that wasn't gonna happen now...~~

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	drsnarkfest 2008-01-31 09:31 pm UTC (link)
	Greg slid onto the barstool next to Shawn a while later, snapping at the bartender and waving between Shawn and himself, effectively asking for the same drink Shawn himself had ordered. The bartender seemed to get it, going back to mixing his drink. "So," Greg mumbled, looking around. "Nice dive," (Reply to this) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 12:38 am UTC (link)
	Shawn looked up, watched the interaction between friend and bartender and snickered into his pineapple and vodka drink. Well, the guy did like fruits after all. "It'll do. What? No little black dress? I don't think you're trying very hard to impress me are you? How do you expect to pull if you don't put in effort?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

drsnarkfest
2008-02-01 12:41 am UTC (link)

"Oh, har, har, Spencer. You're just jealous because that transfat you're sporting wouldn't look anywhere near as hot as I did, in the skirt." He rolled his eyes, although he got his back when he sniffed the odd yellow liquid he was slid by the bartender, coughing a little. "Oh, god, and you're calling me a fruit?" Still, he managed to take a drink, so as to not get his head beat in by the bartender.

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	psychyouout 2008-02-01 12:45 am UTC (link)
	Shawn scoffed, mock offended. "Transfat? Pfft. I'm all hard planes and abs. Play your cards right and you'll find out the easy way." Rolling his eyes, he slugged back the remainder of his drink and motioned to the bartender for another, ignoring the look of utter disgust he recieved in return. Fuck it, heHouse was paying after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

drsnarkfest
2008-02-01 12:48 am UTC (link)

Greg rolled his eyes right back. "Who says you're lucky enough to get this, Princess?" The bartender apparently wasn't amused, as he slammed Shawn's drink down in front of him.

"Oh, shove it, He-Man, it's a joke," The refrigerator-sized man glared at him, but just sulked away, leaving Shawn and House to talk.

Or, rather, drink in silence, as House found it much more cathartic than actually trying to speak.

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	psychyouout 2008-02-01 12:52 am UTC (link)
	"Guess you've got a point there 'Stein." Shawn was more than happy to drink in silence. Especially since no one was bitching about the state of his liver this time around. Though he did suppose he ought to change to something a bit more the norm drink wise before he got bounced out for being a fag or some sort of crap like that. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 12:54 am UTC (link)
	For his part, Greg shifted over to Jack and Coke after he finished his first, but still just stayed silent as he watched the bartender pour his drink. Until, "You know it's not your fault," There. He'd done his part at consolation. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 12:56 am UTC (link)
	Shawn sighed and rested his head against the bar. "Yes. I know this. I didn't chase him away or make the universe hate me or something. Can we not talk about that? I'd prefer to forget it ever happened." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 12:59 am UTC (link)
	"I had to say it. Moral obligation. I'm done," A shoulder shrugged, and he went back to his drink, figuring it was only a matter of time before Spencer started to spill his guts. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 01:03 am UTC (link)
	"Good." Eyeing the bartender again, Shawn leaned closer to House. "Um... I'm thinking maybe we might want to be finding a new place for the boozing. I think we're about to be Road Housed, if you know what I mean." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 01:06 am UTC (link)
	Greg also gave the bartender the Eye, before leaning in and whispering conspiratorily to Shawn. "Unless you really feel like a barfight, I'd say you're right." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 01:09 am UTC (link)
	Shawn snorted. "Normally, I'd totally be up for defending my date's honor, but I'm good with bar hopping tonight if you are." Pulling out his wallet, he tossed down enough cash to cover his tab and threw his leather bike jacket on, jamming his hands in the pockets and waiting for House to get a move on. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 01:11 am UTC (link)
	Normally, that would have gotten Shawn hit, but House decided to cut him slack for the night, putting his hands over his heart, putting on a good 'damsel in distress' voice. "My hero," To save them from actually getting thrown out, Greg chugged the rest of his drink and stood, hobbling out with his cane and bike helmet in tow. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 01:19 am UTC (link)
	Shawn eyed the bike helmet as they walked out into the bright Californian... streetlights. Things friggin lit up LA like it was Christmas 24/7. "You sure you're gonna need that slick? I realize that driving and drinking is a skill most cops can't appreciate but I know for certain I plan on getting bombed like a war on foreign soil. You?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 01:41 am UTC (link)
	"I've got places to be tonight. And I promise, I'm not going to be that expensive of a date, Princess." Still, he stashed the helmet on the bike as they passed it on the street, figuring if push came to shove and it was stolen, he'd by another. The benefit of being loaded. "So, where to now?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 01:48 am UTC (link)
	Shawn shrugged as they walked down the street. "Don't know. Don't really care man. Plans hmm? Putting your big girl heels on again? Or are we moving on to a new fetish? I bet Ray would dig you in leather just as much as miniskirts." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 01:50 am UTC (link)
	Greg gave Shawn a Look, although he didn't even break his stride. "Watch it, Spencer." He really didn't like having people discuss his personal life like that. Even if he knew Shawn was just deflecting. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 01:55 am UTC (link)
	"Too far? Got it. So seriously. What are you up to tonight that's far more important than getting wasted with me?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 02:09 am UTC (link)
	"I had to bribe the kid to get him to watch the Tweedles. It's my night. I either have to be home by the time Ray gets there, or be sober enough to take care of the fallout." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

psychyouout
2008-02-01 02:17 am UTC (link)

Shawn nodded in understanding. "Nice thing about Tess, I don't need to find a babysitter. She pretty much takes care of herself. Bet you she even ordered pizza. Especially since I'm not there. She's got some sadistic cooking experiment thing going on lately and if I'm home, she has to go all Stepford and cook dinner. I so do not get it."

Spying a pup across the street, Shawn tugged at House's arm and jerked a head towards it. "S'alright?"

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	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 02:20 am UTC (link)
	Greg nodded along to the little anecdote, before shrugging at the pub. "Good enough for me," He didn't bother waiting for a crosswalk, just heading out into the street, dodging the few cars coming and going to get across. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 02:23 am UTC (link)
	Shawn jogged up behind House, out of breath from having to stay sober enough to dodge the moving vehicals trying to turn him into pavement pizza. "Oh so suicide is the new kink now? Why not try asphixiation rather than full body contact 'kay?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"Cars wouldn't hit a cripple." He didn't seem too worried, just heading into the bar to grab a stool. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	psychyouout 2008-02-01 03:27 am UTC (link)
	"You're in LA now buddy. Cripples and wannabes are in overabundance. No one's gonna see a problem with taking a few out." Hopping up on the stool next to him, Shawn thought he'd play the 'what he's having' game too. "Dude, that totally killed my buzz. You owe me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	drsnarkfest 2008-02-01 03:28 am UTC (link)
	Greg rolled his eyes. "I'll take my chances, Spencer." Whistling down the bartender, he ordered two whiskeys, tapping his fingers on the bar as he waited for them to be poured. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)