Archie, anyone can handle your guns any day. You don't exactly make it hard.
[ He shot Archie a smirk, before glancing back at Finn. ]
And yeah, Finn could just teleport us right onto the dance floor if we wanted.
[ Which, speaking of, they are finally approaching Zozzled, and Poe tilts the car down towards the ground. Turns out when you don't have to obey roads or traffic and can go quite a bit faster than a car, getting around is really not slow. ]
[ His taser- Oh. Finn stuck his head out the window. ] Don't antagonize him!
[ He ducks back in when Poe speaks to him and offers a little laugh. ] Yeah, all right. We won't be hard to find. See you in a bit. [ Finn gets out of the car and sticks with Archie. ]
[ HE SAID SOMETHING WRONG. HE DID SOMETHING WRONG. ]
What? No! No, we wanted you to come along. So long as you want to hang out with us, I mean. We literally just decided to go dancing like... I don't know, thirty minutes ago? We were talking about FanPort and what I did at speed dating and the rave, and Poe thought going out would be fun.
[oh, dear finn, you're perfect. archie puts his arms around both of them, standing in the middle and quietly relieved he's not too short to do this.]
We'll just have to see, huh?! An' if I got the right measurements then they won't be ready to pop. That's the point! I don't wanna get choked out by a tux!
[ Poe has the weird sudden impulse to just follow Archie right into the changing room but thankfully he gets over it and turns to Finn with a grin, instead. ]
Alright. Well, come on in to the party.
[ It was a party, alright. Electro-swing blasts from hidden speakers while people dressed in 20's regalia tear up the dance floor. Poe grins at Finn and gestures for him to follow him to the bar. He points to a sign full of themed cocktails. ]
[ Finn's a bit distracting, taking in this very different party from the rave or the moonbase. He was so fascinated by the outfits that he was practically blindsided when Poe asked for his drink. And the sign... only made some sense to him. Last time, he just drank until they tasted good. ]
The first one. Scofflaw. [ That one looked sharp. Probably bitter but that's okay. ]
[ Oh. ] Hi! [ Even though he waves back happily, he does take a beat to make sure he hasn't met this man.
It's not unfamiliar to him, running into people he had known before. It just never really gets easier or less awkward. But he steps to Poe's side to extend his hand to the bartender, keeping up the smile. ]
Sorry, I, uh, ported out. It's good to meet you again, though.
That's okay. [ He feels worse for Charlie than himself, and the whole thing does dampen his mood a little bit, but he tries to give Poe a little smile and not show it.
He opts to drop the subject for now. ] I love the place so far. You and I have to dance later. [ Like old times. Sounded nice. ]
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[ He shot Archie a smirk, before glancing back at Finn. ]
And yeah, Finn could just teleport us right onto the dance floor if we wanted.
[ Which, speaking of, they are finally approaching Zozzled, and Poe tilts the car down towards the ground. Turns out when you don't have to obey roads or traffic and can go quite a bit faster than a car, getting around is really not slow. ]
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[is that intentional? not clear. archie's just being archie, seems like. he almost slips as the car tilts.]
I keep forgettin' about the teleporting... okay. [he kicks the door open and hops out.] CHARLIE! YOU HERE, MOTHERFUCKER?!
[why did they invite this man again]
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[ Poe laughs, and turns around to look at Finn. ]
Go on. I'll park the car and meet you guys inside. Remind Archie he needs to get his tux from the coat check.
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[ He ducks back in when Poe speaks to him and offers a little laugh. ] Yeah, all right. We won't be hard to find. See you in a bit. [ Finn gets out of the car and sticks with Archie. ]
Please, don't antagonize him.
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[he says, just A TOUCH dejectedly, sauntering along next to finn when no big angry man comes to crush his head.]
'Sides, I gotta go do something while you two are dancin', don't I?
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You didn't want to dance, too? [ Sorry, Archie. He-... Yeah. ]
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[he's confused. a little.]
I just came for the lift!
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[ He just. Shrugs. ]
A lot of this was his idea. I don't know. You're welcome to dance with us.
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Oh... well, if it was originally going to be you two spendin' time together then I can scarper and do somethin' else. Ain't no waste of my time.
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What? No! No, we wanted you to come along. So long as you want to hang out with us, I mean. We literally just decided to go dancing like... I don't know, thirty minutes ago? We were talking about FanPort and what I did at speed dating and the rave, and Poe thought going out would be fun.
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Huh! Well, I ain't opposed to any of it. You know how to dance?
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Not really. I just kept drinking until I thought I knew last time.
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Shit, if that ain't how it always goes! Alright, you go look for Poe. I'm gonna go get changed into... ugh, the tux.
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[ The voice came from behind them as Poe stepped up to clap Archie on the back. ]
Come on, man, you look so good in a tux. Like all the buttons are about to pop off your pecs, it's great.
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Is there actually a dress code? Cause, if not, you can always get creative.
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We'll just have to see, huh?! An' if I got the right measurements then they won't be ready to pop. That's the point! I don't wanna get choked out by a tux!
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I think the the measurements should be right, but I had to take a couple guesses, here and there.
[ As if on cue, they arrive at the coat check and as soon as the man sees Poe, he pulls out the tux as pre-ordered. ]
Here. See? That should work.
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Hey, that's not bad! You're going to look great, Archie. Don't worry about it.
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[he grabs what he's offered and saunters off towards the changing rooms.]
Catch ya later! Go on without me!
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Alright. Well, come on in to the party.
[ It was a party, alright. Electro-swing blasts from hidden speakers while people dressed in 20's regalia tear up the dance floor. Poe grins at Finn and gestures for him to follow him to the bar. He points to a sign full of themed cocktails. ]
What can I get you?
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The first one. Scofflaw. [ That one looked sharp. Probably bitter but that's okay. ]
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Hey, Charlie! A Scofflaw and a Bee's Knees, please and thanks!
[ Charlie nodded and waved, before he caught sight of Finn and his eyes widened. ]
Finn? Hey, man! Long time no see!
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It's not unfamiliar to him, running into people he had known before. It just never really gets easier or less awkward. But he steps to Poe's side to extend his hand to the bartender, keeping up the smile. ]
Sorry, I, uh, ported out. It's good to meet you again, though.
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Dangers of being an import. We don't always remember everything when we come back.
[ Charlie glanced back at Finn, his smile turning a little sad, but he reached out and shook Finn's hand warmly. ]
Good to meet you again, Finn. Hope I get to see you two tearing up the dancefloor like old times.
[ He turned to go get their drinks and Poe shot a look at Finn, having to speak a little too loud to be heard over the music. ]
Sorry, I should have warned you. A few people here already know you.
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He opts to drop the subject for now. ] I love the place so far. You and I have to dance later. [ Like old times. Sounded nice. ]
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