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"Alright, the combo it is," he said, putting the paper down. "Well, okay, maybe from your point of view it's cool--but honest t'Jack I'm glad we're not famous reapers anymore. We got this massive jackin' ugly beast of a mansion outside a reaper town--it's fallin' down, which only makes it a little bit better lookin' than it must have been originally. There's all these turrets--like spears stickin' up in the sky at strange places, just--fugly," he said. "And had we still been famous I woulda had to have LIVED there."

Which apparently was abhorrent and wrong in his eyes.

"School, now," he said. "I grew up in a city a few days from now, on a street called Croost--that's where I learned most of the skills I got now, but then I got accepted into Amity, packed my stuff and moved here. Turns out my Pop moved here around then, he's got an old warehouse that he's turnin' into a bike shop, and my Gramps, he already lives here--he's got a casino not too far from here."

He nodded at the waitress and ordered for them, only asking what she wanted to drink. Then he glanced at the band. The singer was finally stepping up to the mic.

Life Without You, Roch thought as the reaper started singing. One of Bones' favorite songs. But abruptly, blankly, he realized that maybe bringing a teenage ghoul to an old fashioned blues concert wasn't that bright. Amphi had been big on pop music and Johnny Danger and--

Well, who's to say Angeline wasn't, as well? He inwardly groaned, realizing his mistake.

He relaxed at that, letting out a breath of relief. "Thank Jack," he said. "For a moment I realized I'm bringin' a teenage ghoul t'somethin' other than Johnny Danger pop music--my gh--my ex ghoulfriend, she liked that pop stuff the best. Sure she woulda come, but--" He shrugged, then realized she couldn't see it. "I dunno, it was just one of those things."

Wait--he'd just talked about his ex on a date. That was a serious screw up, he realized.

"Honestly? He's passable. He's got a good voice--its his guitar I got the most issues with--well, his guitar, his personality, his skinny a** jeans, and his sub-par guitar playin' skills," Roch said, clearly disliking the guy for several reasons. "Four chords. He knows all of four chords."

He snorted, shaking his head and letting out a laugh. "Okay, enough rockstar bashin'," he said. "I was gonna say--before the song, aren't you on an adventure now?"

He gave her a wry look--one that she couldn't see. Then he pouted, because she was so LOGICAL in her defense of JD, and it was hard to argue the logical part--even if he wanted to. Except he did say--"Y'know, he would have never been able t'play what we just listened to."

He could. But that would make him look like he was bragging. "Okay... how is bein' in a strange place, meetin' all new people, and learnin' t'live on your own not an adventure?" he asked her. "Y'made a friend in my lil sister, that's for sure--she practically threatened t'neuter me if I made a mistake tonight. She's real fond of you."

"Er... well... yeah, maybe y'won't, if you're lucky," he said. JD did tend to skip classes a lot. "And yeah, she's cute--don't tell her I told you that, though," he said. "She's already got me doin' all sorts of stuff with a jackin' please," he muttered, pouting more. "She even wrecked my bike--an' got away with it." He sighed, shaking his head before laughing.

"But yeah, I ain't in the habit of bein' a bad date--er--actually, seriously, would anyone confess to bein' one?" he asked her. "Even the worst date in the world's gonna say 'sure, I wouldn't do that!'"