OOM - Test Thread - Miami- "...So this is Michael?"

[hey35andholding]

Miami isn't everything Clementine imagined it might be. It's a little grittier, a little less tropical, and there are lots of chicks running around in bikinis. Too much competition.

She stretches and yawns as she lies in the bed - the in Sam's words, "borrowed" bed, the one belonging to the as-of-yet-unseen "Mikey". The loft is spartan, but comfortable.

Breakfast is on her mind when the door opens, and she tenses in Sam's grip.

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[hey35andholding]

See, Sam? Clem loves you so much she'll step in and rescue you here. "It's called Milliways. And it's literally at the end of the universe." She straps on her heels. "They have great beer."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam nods. "She's right, I mean that. If you want you can totally go. I'd be willing to show you. And I wish Texas would be easier.":

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Michael raises an eyebrow, certainly sounds like a load of shit, and as much as Sam's pretty good at talking a line - he seems to be serious enough about it. Besides, who makes up a name like 'Milliways'?

"I don't know, Sam... I'm not really in the mood to travel. I'd kind of like to take a shower and wash my sheets." He shrugs, tucking into the small cup of goodness. "How far are we talking, here?"

[hey35andholding]

"You can do that there. Full service laundry in the back." She's kicking her feet in the air, making sure everything looks all right. "Sailor, is my thong all covered up?" she's double-checking but the skirt's pretty short. She came to Miami for a REASON man. "He said end of the universe and he means end of the universe." Sticking up for him now, isn't she?

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam then nods: "I go to Carlitos to get to the bar and I got you something man": he then nods to the bag form Target with fresh new sheets in it.

"But you go there and time stops her you have all the time you need to rest up. Oh, you're fine Doll."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Okay, now he's really confused. Michael looks from the bag, to Sam, to Clementine, and then back to Sam - finishes off the last of his yogurt.

"You two ate the ceviche, didn't you? I told you it's a bad idea to eat raw fish from that place." He shakes his head, pacing towards a reasonably clean pair of jeans he'd left out. "But I'm game for a round at Carlitos if you are."

[hey35andholding]

"I don't eat raw fish," Clementine points out. She eats CAVIAR, it's a crucial conjunction. She pokes Sam. "Want to take him, Sailor? We might blow his mind."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

"I think we can handle it and let him see the place you can't explain it with out him seeing it." Deep breath. " I can't do anything nice for you Mikey?"

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

The thought of Sam Axe managing to do something nice for him is just the slightest bit unnerving after the events of the previous couple days. Shaking his head, Michael slips out of his dirty trousers and into a pair of comfortable jeans, and then a black short sleeve shirt.

"So, new bar - lead the way." He shrugs, may as well humor them.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine grabs her purse from the floor and fixes her hair. "After you, sailor." She eyes Sam appreciatively the whole way down to the car. She's still wary of Michael, plenty wary.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam then adjust his shirt as he opens the door for Clem and then looks at Mikey and grins. "Okay, but when you realize I'm right first round is on you buddy."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Isn't it always? "Yeah, sure." Mikey cocks a lopsided grin and slips on his shades. "Lead on, sam."

[hey35andholding]

The ride doesn't take long - and Clementine, who maybe saw Carlitos for two seconds before Sam swept her off to bed, peers around as she falls into step behind Sam and Michael.

"Do you guys hang out here?" She has a favorite dive back in Reno - one she'll show Sam someday - and it's not the one she works in.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Of course it is Mikey, but it's being said out loud this time"You will see man you will see."

He then walks and the door says janitor he opens it and in they walk to the end of the universe.

Be amazed Mikey be amazed.

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Mikey is stunned for a moment and, stumbling in behind Sam and Clem - scanning the unfamiliar territory. It was... pretty damn unfamiliar.

"What the..." He whispers, slowly doffing his shades. It's really all he can think to say.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine is going to be smug about this - if only because Sam is there. "Don't step on the waitrats," she instructs, sashaying inside.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam then smiles and gets them a corer booth in the back as he looks at him.

"I told you, so what would you like to drink and I'll get it."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Michael grimaces as he sees one of the waitstaff in question, he's seen some big ass rats in his time but that's entirely new to him. "Uh... yeah, I think I could use a few." He slowly follows the pair to the booth, sliding into his side with a very cautious gentleness - still keeping a close eye on as many... people? as he can.

[hey35andholding]

There are some definite non-people there too. Clementine does the ordering; she knows Sam's regular wants very well. "We should've ordered from bar herself -she's quicker." Smirk.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but lets not fry Mikey's brain too soon. He's new to this we must work him in slowly darling."

He then smiles at Mikey.

"You okay man."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Mikey shakes his head, neatly folding his shades on the table. "Yeah... yeah. This is just..." He blinks several times, "I need a beer. I need two beers."

[hey35andholding]

He's adorable when he's confused. She'd pat his head if she weren't' afraid of getting a judo chop to the nose.

"What's he like when he's drunk?" she asks Sam. Wanting to know what to expect.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

"Mikey doesn't get drunk. But he's pretty funny. See that window over there if you doubt us" he nods to the observation window.

Mikey as long as he's known him can hold his liquor, and no not by the ears.

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Michael shakes his head again and lets the pair dominate their own conversation.

He's never seen anything like it in his life. A... waitrat... brings him a bottle of a brand he's never heard of, but he doesn't ask questions - beggars can't be choosers and he's pretty damn desperate to numb a couple brain cells. If things are like they're claiming it's all pretty fucking weird.

"Should I even ask how this is happening?" He downs the first beer in a long slug, his eyelids fluttering a second before he trades it out for the second, the waitrat scurrying off with the empty.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine takes a deep breath. "We made it with the cosmic power of our sex." She can't keep up the deadpan expression anymore and says, "it's the result of different universes banging into each other. I think."