Introduction to International Law

[theworst]

[Britta had put a shirt on at least, as she knelt in bed beside Jeff, and she drummed his shoulder in a friendly way]

Wow. The verdict is in and I won't be a-quitting that any time soon. Judgment Winger for the win.

[she nodded knowingly and gave him a thumbs up]

Oh hey, speaking of verdicts and judgments, wouldn't it be fun to practice your lawyerly ways? We can practice right now. You can be the defense and I'll be the offense - plaintiff - you know, the lawyer person you're fighting.

Comments

[bedheaded]

I'm defence. If you dismiss the case, that means I win.

[theworst]

[she slumps and makes a face] Shootsies. [she turns on him] Well, it's not my fault I don't know how the stupid legal system works. Maybe if you took a second to teach me. [smug grin] Unless you're scared I'll kick your ass?

[bedheaded]

Anyone could pick up that much after an episode of Law & Order. If you don't know that much, well. [He smiles at her.] I'd call you untutorable.

[theworst]

[she is making an effort not to give him the satisfaction of seeing her smile at that joke] Well, maybe I've never seen an episode of Law & Order. [she is also making an effort to hide any shame associated with this admission]

[bedheaded]

You've never--you've never seen an episode of Law & Order? Ever? What world were you living in?

[theworst]

[defensive] There may have been a few years where I wasn't watching any tv. Some of us have better things to do than sit around watching procedural dramas in hopes of conning our way into being a corporate shills, Jeff.

[bedheaded]

Oh, please. Stalking Radiohead is no excuse. It was on everywhere all the time for twenty years. The second we get back to the future, you are going to watch that show.

[theworst]

I didn't stalk Radiohead. I merely expressed my appreciation by supporting them in an active and enthusiastic way. [the certainty he has catches her off guard but she quickly give him a tight smile and nods] All right, when we get back. [she looks around his phone some more and then settles on playing Bejeweled]

[bedheaded]

[Jeff frowns. It is a moderately drunk frown. (A considerable amount of Macallan HAS been consumed by this point.)] Our phones are identical. So why are you playing Bejeweled on mine.

[theworst]

Because I can. [and it's much more fun to play on his and keep him from playing] Anyway, I feel like a tool carrying around a Blackberry.

[bedheaded]

You would hate awesome phones.

[theworst]

I would hate shallow status symbols, yeah. [and she doesn't look up as she's still playing Bejeweled and she's very pointedly keeping her concentration on the game and not Jeff]

[bedheaded]

By which you mean cool things you can't afford.

[theworst]

I could afford that stuff if I wanted to. [what else are credit cards for if not for affording things you couldn't otherwise?] If you're missing playing your game so much, my phone's on my nightstand.

[bedheaded]

[He looks at her.]

[And then pulls the phone right out of her hand.]

[theworst]

Wha - [She will now try to grab it back from him and if that doesn't work she will try to wrestle it from him. Either way she's getting that phone back. She was just about to match four diamondy things, dammit]

[bedheaded]

[Jeff is able to hold her away one-handed because she is a scrawny person. And look, he just finished that row she was going to do.]

[theworst]

[She is still making a futile effort to get the phone, and she will try to knock him over in this effort, because her arms are way too short to reach the phone and he's way too good at holding her back. Stupid giant, Jeff.]

[bedheaded]

[Okay, he's almost laughing now. He gets to his feet, casually letting her go as he does, and also takes a nice casual drink from his bottle of Macallan.] I see you don't do a lot of pattern-recognition tests.

[theworst]

[she flops on the floor when he does let her go. She stares up at him, confused and put out] Pattern what? What does that have to do with anything?

[bedheaded]

Don't they make you do blot tests in psychology? [Because he has won, it no longer matters. He finishes a round just because he likes winning at Bejeweled, and then he places the blackberry down beside her and goes to look for his shirt.]

[theworst]

Yeah, but I don't get what that has to do with - [ooh, blackberry is back. She'll ADD on playing while he gets his shirt]

[bedheaded]

[After also equipping his pants (shhh only video game syntax now) he returns to his bottle.]

[He really wishes he could look cool in a robe and wigs. He also wishes that Abed were here to somehow teach him how to look cool in a robe. If Ben Daniels can, why the hell can't he?]

I'm going for a walk. See you in a bit.

[theworst]

[Britta looks up and isn't sure how he managed to get dressed all ready. Years of practice escaping awkward mornings after, she's sure.]

[she stands up and hands him his phone, because he shouldn't go out by himself without one.] Don't stay out too late. Annie will worry. [she's not sure what to do with herself, so she punches him lightly in the shoulder and then points towards his door] See you in a bit and thanks again for The Cosby Show. [she gives him an awkward salute and moves around him to get out of his room]