From: atotheb	Date: December 17th, 2010 04:53 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"Never counted." She counted out on her fingers for a minute. "My name altogether is 20 letters. Abernathy Lillian Ford. Can't put my initials on my luggage. Spells ALF. Looks silly." She giggled, thinking of the 80's television show she'd seen only a handful of times. "Well, I bet only muggles would laugh at my luggage. Lots of wizards wouldn't get it."

"I am completely pleased to meet you Bri! I think you're awesome. You cleaned my dress."

	From: littleredd	Date: December 17th, 2010 05:06 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"ALF?" He didn't get it either, and he'd had muggle influences around his life. Still, he stared a bit in confusion, before biting his lip.

And then he smiled. "You do?" She liked him? That was the first time someone had said that and meant it in a long time. It felt...good.

	From: atotheb	Date: December 17th, 2010 05:11 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"It was a weird show in the 80's about an alien who ate cats. And his name was ALF." She giggled a bit. "It was probably the weirdest thing I'd ever seen when I was kid."

She sipped her cider without pouring any booze in it. She could add some later when her new friend wasn't watching. She didn't want to be an entirely drunken mess in front of him.

"I do! You're cool. You're very nice. I'm being totally weird."

	From: littleredd	Date: December 17th, 2010 06:27 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Brian/Abernathy

"Oh, I don't think eating cats is very sanitary." He couldn't imagine it being so, anyway. But then, he was an alien, so maybe they didn't mind dirt. Which probably meant it was a dirty alien.

Ew.

"You aren't being weird. You didn't need a never before touched cup."

It was getting easier to talk to her. That was a nice change of pace.

	From: atotheb	Date: December 18th, 2010 07:06 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"Believe it or not, cats' mouths are cleaner than the human mouth." She couldn't remember where she'd picked up that odd tidbit. Maybe watching the Discovery Channel at a friends house when she still went to muggle school and had muggle friends.

"That's not so weird," she replied with a shrug. "It's good to want clean things. You never know if the guy who picked up a cup next to you washed his hands or not. I mean, I'm not a hygiene nut or anything, but I get why you'd want a fresh cup."

She grinned at him cheerfully. "I bet you know all kinds of clean spells. Me, I have troubles with the Latin, so my spells are not so good. Did you teach yourself?"

	From: littleredd	Date: December 21st, 2010 04:34 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

That was weird, and Brian wasn't sure if he was willing to believe that very much. Even if she seemed pretty sure of it for a drunk person. Cats did like to lick themselves too much.

"Yeah, I did." He said with a nod, "I need to clean a lot, and...people don't like the smell of bleach. Spells don't smell though, and they mean I don't have to touch them. But when I'm at home I can't use magic, so I have to use bleach."

	From: atotheb	Date: December 21st, 2010 07:12 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"I had a friend back when I was in muggle school. She was allergic to everything. Couldn't hang anything on her walls because she had to scrub them down with bleach all the time." Abernathy shrugged. It was such a long time ago; she couldn't even remember the girl's name.

"Don't they make nice smelling bleach now? Or like... Pretty smelling cleaning products. Like pine-sol?"

	From: littleredd	Date: December 29th, 2010 02:16 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"That's not good bleach. You need good bleach to clean with, or it doesn't kill everything." He twitched a little, before glancing around. "Do, do you think anyone here is sick? Because it isn't good if they are. You have to make sure to wash your hands twice as much."

	From: atotheb	Date: December 31st, 2010 07:25 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

She nodded. She wasn't a connoisseur of bleach and it seemed that he was. She'd trust him so far as that went. "It's not flu season yet. I wouldn't worry about it," she offered gently. She didn't want to ruin his night by having him bolt off in the worry that someone would sneeze on him. "Have you danced yet? Do you dance?" she added with a little giggle.