xp_logs | Backdated Jen & Jay (Reply)

OOC:Backdated: Jay just wants Lorna's cooking. Jennie's up to her old tricks.

He hadn't seen Lorna at all, and thus, hadn't seen Lorna's cooking, which was exactly what Jay was looking for every time he went through the kitchen. What, did no one cook anymore? He toyed with the idea of trying to learn, just so he could have something exceptionally tasty and homemade. That idea died, just like every other one did when he went into the kitchen once more, and found the fridge to contain someone else’s goodies. He preferred food to be fresh from the oven, but desperate times called for desperate measures and popped the lid off some Tupperware holding some very delicious looking double chocolate chip cookies.

He was interrupted by gasp and a squeal.
"Oh. My. God." Jennie was at the door, with her hands clasped to her mouth in delight. "Jay! Is that you? Joshua Jay Guthrie, what in the world are you doing in this kitchen?" She propped her hands on her hips.

That was two in a row, as Jay turned around to receive the second girly squeal in a week. He held out a hand innocently, and shrugged. "Wha's it look ta you? Eatin?" He had to face it, the more people he saw his friends, the more he felt welcomed, even if he really wanted to crawl back into his room, close the door and shut out the lights. "Want some?" he offered, though half expected her to bound into his arms.

"Now, you haven't been away long enough to know the answer to that question," Jennie said. Instead of a bound, it was more of a sedate walk and a one-armed hug before she seated herself on the counter and reached for a cookie. "When did you get in?"

"Course...” He gave her a pat on the back, awkward but still a greeting. "Awhile ago. Just tha other day. Reckon everyone woulda heard somethin' by now but Ah guess Ah'm gettin' good at layin' low. Terry sniffed me out, an' Forge did too. Everyone suddenly got super smell or, am Ah not puttin on nuff deoderant?" He dropped the container on the counter next to her, and leaned half against her leg, half against the counter, picking through the box for one that had a lot of chocolate chips. "Ya'll behavin?"

"Let's just say you were missed. Forge especially. I think there was actual pining involved," Jennie broke off a corner of her cookie and nibbled on the end. "And by behaving, what do we mean? No going evil? Getting kidnapped? Destroying things? Sorry, no, no, and uh, no. I think Kyle's now got the record for kidnapping, up to six." Belatedly Jennie realized she probably shouldn't have mentioned Kyle. But hell, it'd been over a year anyway.

"Poor Forge can't get nuff' o' me," he flipped at an invisible collar like he was James Jean, and cocked a brow. It was nice to be missed. He was pretty sure Sam hadn't missed him, but kicked his ass out to the curb to go to school. None of that involved missing, but getting rid of the middle child. Kyle's name sobered him up, and he found a cookie to his liking. He didn't want to talk about Kyle, or what Kyle was doing, or even how he was doing. It was better to just try to ignore that whole comment and pretend she hadn't brought it up. It was easier. But he was compelled to ask, like the idiot he felt he was. "He got a girlfriend yet?" Or boyfriend, though which way Kyle bounced, Jay couldn't tell.

Jennie snorted. "No. Kyle's been flying solo for the past year. A lot of us have. This place? Is death to romance," Jennie polished off her cookie delicately, before reaching for another. Then a mischievous grin tugged at the edges of her mouth. "Marius and I did get married in Paris last summer, though. By our accounting we beat Bobby and Terry by like two weeks."

Jay turned his head to gaze out the window while he took a chunk out of his cookie. "Good." There, he couldn't restrain from saying that much and vouched to get a glass of milk, as opposed to showing too much of his satisfaction that Kyle wasn't getting any. Fishing out two glasses, he poured one for Jennie and almost dropped it. "S'cuse me? Wha' did ya say? Cause Ah swear Ah heard somethin' completely different from wha' ya said." Forge didn't mention this in his emails.

Jennie responded with an evil giggle as she reached for her glass. "Oh, it was magical. What can I say? We ran into each other by accident in the city of love. It was nothing but a whirlwind afterwards. He proposed in the effiel tower," Jennie fluttered her eyelashes and took a drink. From her tone, it was almost impossible to tell if she was being serious or joking.

Jay eyed her suspiciously, his fingers slipping from the drink. "If it was so magical, let’s hear some details - some real details." She was a coy one and he wasn't sure if he believed her. It seemed like such an impulsive thing to do, but Terry and Bobby had done it, so why wouldn't Jennie and Marius? Or anyone else for that matter. "Better yet, let's go ask 'em." Jay grabbed her wrist to haul her off the counter and drag her out of the room. If she protested, he'd throw her over his shoulder.

"What? Now? He'll only tell you what I've told you. Marius and I are wed. Though, I held onto my last name because I am a forward-thinking independent woman." And Marius would play along as far as the joke needed to be taken. Some in the mansion still thought they were indeed married. Jennie grabbed another cookie and gave Jay an innocent expression. "We had a bit of a fight before we came back, but now we're together again," she sighed like Terry did whenever Bobby's name came up.

"Ah don't believe ya. Yer tryin' to play me fer an idiot, but Ah ain't bitin'." Though as he said that, Jay felt he could believe it. Stranger things have happened in the school. Even more to his friends, so why would this be any different? He didn't want to seem like the southern hillbilly idiot, yet he couldn't help but wonder if she was being cute, or coy. If he was going to go with his instincts, he'd say cute, but they hadn't done him justice before. He reneged from grabbing her just as she snatched up another cookie, and chewed the inside of his cheek. "An' if Ah ask Marius before ya get to talk to 'em, is he gonna sing the same song as ya?"

"Same song, he might even do a little dance for you," Jennie said. Or take pity on him and tell him the truth. Jennie was all for carrying the joke as long and as far as possible. What with the Jay dropping off the face of the planet and everything. "You would have known had, y'know, bothered to check in and such..." Jennie inspected her nails.

"Everyone makes it out like they died when Ah didn' call 'em back, n' stuff. Ah havn't heard it from Marius though. Should Ah be considerin' myself lucky? Or unlucky that Ah missed 'nother weddin'. Terry' already givin' me the third degree. When Ah see Marius, Ah'm gonna ask 'im bout it. But don't ya talk to 'em. Cause Ah'll know if ya did or not." Jay stole the rest of the cookies, and paraded out of the room, waving one in the air teasingly as he departed from the room.