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Bailey snickered. "Yeah, he was already half done when you called so there was no hope for that. Maybe next time." he laughed.


A bit later, Charlie came back down, fully dressed. Today he looked WAY less like a stoner, wearing a long sleeved black shirt, black boots, and jeans. He'd borrowed the pants from Bailey, surprisingly - damn brat was already getting fricken TALLER than him! - and they were actually a little wide in the hips so he had to borrow a belt as well.

He'd kept his hair down, not really wanting to bother with gel today, and it was held back in a small loose ponytail at the nape of his neck. "Okay, I'm back." he called as he entered the living room.

Rolling his eyes, Charlie walked into the room. "Oh Vic, you're such a sweet talker." he said sarcastically. "You really know how to charm."


Bailey, on the other hand, was sent into a new round of laughter. "Holy crap, that was the most awesome way of describing the pomp of doom EVER! Mom's gonna laugh. She's got a bigger on than Uncle C!"

Charlie gave his 'nephew' a dirty look. This just got Bailey to laugh harder. Turning back to Vic, he raised an eyebrow. "There, you happy? You've succeeded in amusing Bailey." he couldn't hold back the small smile that had been fighting to win on his features.

Charlie rolled his eyes at that. "There's never anything worth watching. I'll bring something to read." he commented and grabbed one of the books off of a small nearby shelf before walking towards the doorway. "Lead the way."


Bailey waved them off. "Seeya Uncle Charlie, bye Mr. Masters."

"Eh, enough. I'm not starving or anything but I'm pretty hungry." the other responded, turning the page in his book. It wasn't particularly fascinating but it passed the time. And really, that's the purpose it was there to serve.

Charlie closed up his book and stood, walking leisurely into the room indicated. He felt a little awkward being in someone else's dining room but he'd been invited so the feeling soon passed.

Charlie blinked at the food before walking over and taking the unoccupied seat - he counted the one Napalm was under as occupied too - and sat down.

"Wow. I haven't got a bloody clue what half of this stuff is but it looks delicious." he said, grabbing a plate himself and giving the food at a taste.

He took a few moments to actually taste and figure out some sort of real opinion on the items before just digging in. It wasn't that he was particularly picky and he really would eat whatever but his host was a chef and this was food he'd never even seen before. It was probably best to at least be able to formulate some sort of idea of what he thought of the food instead of just eating it regardless of flavor. Anyway, it was pretty damn good stuff.

Charlie grinned and took a sip from the wine he'd been poured. "I'll watch it then. I can hold more than most guys my size but still, better hedge my bets." he said.

"And you haven't told me about your companion there yet." he said, indicating Napalm.