textualhealing | IC CONTACT

[No need for manners, Jeff's lost all ability to be polite the second he's got that phone in his hand, now he's just idly prodding with both thumbs, elbows resting on the bar as he zones out.]

Uh-huh. [Is he listening? Maybe. Although he does pause long enough to look up from the phone and back to her.] You must've signed up to something.

No! Nothing.

[Suddenly her face is way close, all up in his business as she leans over his shoulder to see the screen.]

Just make it go away.

That's what I'm doing!

[Leaning away juuuust slightly for his own breathing space, but that phone is way too engrossing for him to really care all that much. It's like he and phones are the closest of buddies.]

So either this is just randomly selected spam, you're lying about signing up to crap, ooorr someone's really kindly signed you up for something instead.

[Wow, Jeff, how do you ever expect to get Elsa in bed if you can't handle her looming over you like this? She continues to watch him work, a slight frown fixed on her face.]

How easily could someone do that?

Really easily. They only gotta know your number and anyone can sign you up for anything. I could go on the dirtiest porn site ever and just put your number into the sign up box.

[Beepbeepboop, checking through call settings, angling the phone so she can keep an eye on him behaving himself and not looking through all her other messages.]

If it's all from the same number, we can just block it. If it's not then... we got a problem that might mean changing your number.

[Pfft.] Good to know. You're my first suspect if anything triple x shows up.

And- it seems to be a single source, yes. [One of those 5 digit automatic texting services. She's watching less to see that he behaves and more so she can do this herself in the future if necessary.]

[Just grinning at the prospect of porn texts, because he totally would do it.]

Yeah, you got lucky. [Just going to the block list aaand...]

There. All done. No more Capricorns.

[And then she could judge his taste in porn.

Gonna reach over and pluck that phone out of his hands now so she can shove it back in her pocket.]

Peace at last! That was simpler than I thought.

Will you stay and have a drink?

Uh, duh. I'm only here for the drinks with you. It's not like I was desperate to fix a phone.

[Forever the charmer.]

What do I get in return?

Don't be greedy. You're already getting a drink in my company. [Which she's flagging down the bartender for as they speak and pushing her own empty glass forward for a replacement.]

You're paying, right? That makes all the difference.

[He did just spend a whole two minutes sorting out her totally difficult phone problem, after all.]

Yes, I'll take care of it. [Which does not mean that she's paying, necessarily. She waves a hand.] Go nuts.

You're the best. [Best date ever. This is totally a date, right?]

So you not got phones where you come from or something?

[He is free to interpret it that way. At his question, she sighs. She knew this was going to come up.]

We have phones. We even have cellular phones. I just didn't use them.

You're not a hipster, are you? Seems there was a movement of those guys refusing to use modern technology like they're some kind of stylishly dressed Amish. But 'retro' to them was a brick phone from 15 years ago.

[Elsa is not 100% sure what a hipster even is.]

No. [A small frown.] I'm a mage.

It's hard to describe, but things like that- phones, computers, they clash with the magic somehow. Gives me a headache using them. Makes my skin crawl.

[Not knowing what a hipster is is totally hipster.]

Holy crap, do you know Harry Potter? Do you call my kind muggles? [Because all magic user types that don't use technology are totally from that universe.]

Hilarious. No and no. Nor do I ride a broomstick, melt in the rain, or worship Satan. [Just covering all the witch stereotypes. She does sort of own a black cat though.]

But you do have ruby slippers, right? I mean, they'd be pretty stylish.

[At least he's choosing popular enough references that even she gets them.]

Are you implying that I'm wicked, Jeff?

[He's being kind.]

All the best people are.

[And that's a perfectly wicked little grin he's offering.]

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i am the latest

it's ok bc this comment is gold

no you

hush

:DD