smilestopscars | A House, Currant, Maine, Thursday

Ezra had not bailed on the plans he'd made with Kathy a while back. He had, of course, been the recipient of many an invite to various Halloween parties in Boston and its surroundings, but... Yeah. Sometimes a man just wanted a cheesy movie night with old friends, right? It didn't necessarily have to have anything to do with how he couldn't even remember when this particular combo of friends had spent any time with just the three of them present.

Right.

Anyway, the living room was all set for movie watching. The coffee table - with no books in sight anywhere, probably much to Kathy's disappointment - was all loaded up with snacks and drinks of all kinds. The amount of it all was truly ridiculous, until you took into account how no one present exactly had a normal metabolism to begin with.

"Right, what have you got?" Ezra asked, flopping down on one end of the couch. "I hope you know that if any of them have were-anythings in them, you're both banned from this house."

[ooc: NFB, and for the two.]

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Yeah, Ezra was just going to turn his head towards Dante, right about now.

"Can you thwap the back of her head for me, or something, darling?"

Dante didn't thwap her.

He did, however, reach up... and mussed her hair but good.

"Now, neither of you get my tasty popcorn seasonings," Kathy decided, petting her hair down into order.

Ezra... just looked smug.

He had his reasons! Reasons that had to do with how he was going to steal so much popcorn seasoning now, yes.

"Oh, he's definitely going to eat them now," Dante said, laughing, and grabbed the remote with some effort so he could turn on the movie.

Kathy took that opportunity to slip into Dante's lap, intending to half drape herself across Ezra, too, if he didn't look like he'd mind. "Nope," she declared. "I'll stop you."

She would do nothing of the sort.

Even with all of his sort-of well-repressed uncertainty about this whole situation, Ezra wasn't anything less than willing to let her sprawl exactly as much as she wanted to.

Even if he still snorted at her declaration, too. "Oh, big words, cupcake."

Dante sighed, settling his arm over Kathy's back as he got the first movie going. Something about space monsters? Fuck if he knew.

"Should I let you guys fight this out, or should I step in," Dante mused. "Decisions."

"If you don't, there's liable to be a catfight in your lap," Kathy teased, giving Ezra a saucy grin from where her head was resting on his thigh.

"Anyone starting a fight with me in my own house is getting booted out," Ezra pointed out. While mussing up Kathy's hair again. And then trying to flick her on the nose. "You know that's against the house rules."

Which he just kept making up on the spot as he went along.

"Yeah, you might wanna think about posting those on the door or something," Dante joked. "Might make everyone's lives easier."

"There seems to be a new one every time I visit," Kathy said sadly. "Most of them about what I can do with my face." She gave Dante the expressly forbidden sad eyes. "I'm starting to worry he doesn't like it."

Ezra immediately went ahead and covered her eyes with his hand. It did not matter that it was directed at Dante when her head was on his thigh.

He tsked. "Oh, you know those are outlawed."

"The puppy dog eyes?" Dante guessed. He made an amused noise. "Don't worry about him, Kat. I love your face. And that look doesn't work on me anyway."

"It doesn't and it's the worst," Kathy said, leaning up to nip at the palm of Ezra's hand. She doubted she'd actually be able to catch it since she wasn't using her speed, but hey. Fun to try. "I think it's less that it works on Ez and more that he's appalled I made the attempt."

Or maybe they did work but like he was ever going to admit that.

Yeah, there was no way Ezra was letting her. Instead, he pulled his hand away from her face and turned his own towards Dante.

With some expert puppy eyes of his own.

"Make her stop, D."

"I fought demons on my own for like fifteen years," Dante informed them both. "Your puppy dog eyes can kiss my ass."

"The math doesn't work out at all there," Kathy said, reaching for some popcorn. She settled the bowl on her chest so it was equidistant between the two of them and still in easy reach for her, too. "That's fine. I'm naturally immune to whatever charms you two might have as well."

Aha. Ahahaha.

Ohhh no, Ezra wasn't touching that one.

He just dropped his puppy eyed act with the requisite little eyeroll, and reached for some popcorn, instead.

"Sure you are, babe," Dante said, pressing a kiss to her forehead, because he could. "So how much shitty set-up have we missed?"

"Well, the aliens are on earth now," Kathy said. "They're the gross slug looking things. And you missed out on learning that the blond's husband is an asshole and you're supposed to be shipping her with Sheriff Tightpants."

Ezra was predictably extra about eating his popcorn by throwing it upwards and catching it with his mouth.

"I don't know, the Sheriff aspect puts me off."

It did not.

"He does have a nice ass," Dante mused. "Shitty chemistry though."

"He's delightful and you're both wrong, as per usual," Kathy said, though it had been years since she'd seen Skitter and she might have a different opinion.

"God, so much judgement for our poor opinions," Ezra replied with a snort. "And the movie's barely begun! How will we ever survive?"

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