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[nogoldfish]

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[hardballsy]

Right, yeah. You're a genius, I forgot. Shut up. Let's go.

[TICK TOCK MOTHERFUCKER.]

[nogoldfish]

Why exactly should I do that?

[ Just leave him alone. A night on the town just sounds loud and messy and full of drunken people and too much annoyance.

How in the world has Josh even convinced himself that might be a good idea? Since when has Mycroft been anyone to hang with? It makes no sense. ]

[hardballsy]

[Josh is capable of convincing himself of a great many things, all of which are equally ridiculous.

He sighs and rubs his nose.]

Mycroft. Pull the trident or whatever it is out of your ass and get up. I used to argue for a living — in fact, that's what I still do, despite being dead, and I am tremendously good at winning and getting what I want. So spare us both the energy and let's go.

[nogoldfish]

You talk as though I'm not capable of it myself.

[ Although, most likely, with some more underhanded methods.

He takes a breath, and straightens in his seat before he closes the book. Doesn't need to mark it to remember the page. Puts it on the nightstand, throws his coat a glance, and decides that it really would be far too warm if they're going to go out.

Besides, he's not fully convinced yet. But he does stand, and at least puts on a vest. ]

I'm not fond of crowds, Mister Lyman.

[ Preferences and likes and dislikes are generally pointless to argue against. ]

[hardballsy]

[He may be capable of it himself, but apparently not today.

Josh tries not to look too smug.]

Aw. There goes my plan to take you clubbing.

[That was obvious sarcasm.]

[nogoldfish]

[ Well, maybe he is bored. Shut up.

Just because he's put a vest on doesn't mean he's decided to come, though. Don't look smug at all. ]

I have yet to hear a good reason I should come with you.

[hardballsy]

Because I said so?

[But really.]

I try to make a point of not insulting people when I like them — [This is a complete lie.] — but when's the last time someone was so adamant about hanging out with you?

[nogoldfish]

There were some poor souls who didn't know better when I was still in school.

[ AKA you're a poor soul. ]