Yeah, do that. Maybe some good can come out of this complete horrorshow.
[ Taako looks as pleased as punch, which is totally rude, but at least he doesn't insist that Cisco keep the bee vibrator. Cisco chances a look over his shoulder, and the bee hipster is definitely glaring in their direction. Better to go get those drinks now, before he decides to go all Larvan and sick his army of sex bees on Cisco, and Taako by association. ]
Very much.
[ He and Taako head to an area outside the alleys of booths, where there are a variety of carts providing refreshments. It's still vaguely in the direction they'd been headed before, but seeing that there are a few little plastic tables and chairs set up, Cisco snags one of them. No need to rush, and he thinks drinking and walking around this place is a recipe for an inevitable, uncomfortable spit-take.
He gets himself a pint of beer, Taako a pint of cider (both with punny, sex-related names, because people are absolutely going all out at this thing), and the two of them sit at the table, where Cisco promptly rests his forehead on the surface of the table and mutters miserably: ]
no subject
[ Taako looks as pleased as punch, which is totally rude, but at least he doesn't insist that Cisco keep the bee vibrator. Cisco chances a look over his shoulder, and the bee hipster is definitely glaring in their direction. Better to go get those drinks now, before he decides to go all Larvan and sick his army of sex bees on Cisco, and Taako by association. ]
Very much.
[ He and Taako head to an area outside the alleys of booths, where there are a variety of carts providing refreshments. It's still vaguely in the direction they'd been headed before, but seeing that there are a few little plastic tables and chairs set up, Cisco snags one of them. No need to rush, and he thinks drinking and walking around this place is a recipe for an inevitable, uncomfortable spit-take.
He gets himself a pint of beer, Taako a pint of cider (both with punny, sex-related names, because people are absolutely going all out at this thing), and the two of them sit at the table, where Cisco promptly rests his forehead on the surface of the table and mutters miserably: ]
Bees.