Log: Angelo and Sue: Driving

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Angelo takes Sue driving to prepare her for her upcoming test and they stop off at a cafe for a treat.

Sue happily kicked her feet, waving as she watched Angelo thread his way between the chairs towards the table she'd staked a claim to earlier. The blonde was glad to be out of the car, driving was fun, but soo stressful; there were so many things to remember and she had been terrified of accidentally scratching Angelo's car.

Angelo offered her a reassuring grin, taking his seat and leaning back in it.  "You did pretty good for your first time out."

"By which you mean I didn't cause a massive pile-up or manage to run over any pedestrians," Sue offered wryly, "It's a lot harder than it looks on TV, they just spin the wheel and thread perfectly through all the traffic."

"On TV they're not really driving", Angelo noted.  "It's almost always on the back of a flatbed being controlled by somebody else, if they're moving at all."

"You mean the movies are all a lie?" Sue asked, a look of dismay on her face. "I am shocked and outraged! How could they do this to me...us...their adoring public. It's a travesty of monumental proportions." The girl grinned at Angelo, "Ok so I have to give you that one, but other drivers make it look easy too, so there must be some secret you're yet to teach me."

"Practice", he said solemnly.  "The big secret, padawan, is practice until you're confident with it.  But it's only your first lesson, so we'll get you there."

"So one down, countless more to go before I can finally get a license," Sue sighed, "Can't you just use your super Jedi mind powers and teach me everything oh great Jedi Master? Or even better use the powers on an examiner and make him think I've passed the test?"

"I don't have any mind powers, sorry", Angelo told her, lips twitching.  "And you've got to get there the hard way, that's the whole point or it's not exactly safe.  At least I'm not charging you for it."

"You don't have any mind powers? What kinda Jedi are you then?" Sue asked arching an eyebrow at Angelo, "Can you at least jump really really high and move super fast?" She asked with a giggle. "But that means that I actually have to learn stuff and take the exam. I like the mind powers idea a lot better!" she decided with a tight smile. "You didn't actually think about charging me for lessons did you?"

"I can jump really high", he confirmed.  "Well.  Bounce.  Sort of. Also, it's possible one of the telepaths could dump all the knowledge in your head, but then you'd probably only be able to talk in driving lesson words for a week or something.  I didn't really think about it..."

"Hmm," Sue considered that, "I guess that's an acceptable Jedi power. Yoda does kinda look like he's bouncing when he fights." The blonde gave Angelo a critical look before nodding, "If we got you a robe and you hunched over a little you could totally pass for the all knowing wise master type person. Just you know not necessarily that wise, I mean you did decide to get in a car with a fist time driver after all." she teased. "You didn't? That's too bad, otherwise I could so try to convince you to buy me some ice cream now...although that doesn't mean you shouldn't anyway." She said turning a pair of puppy dog eyes on him.

"I'm already short", was the cheerful response.  "But Kyle's already Yoda, so says Layla.  And my powers would let me grab the wheel no problem if I had to.  Ice cream all round it is."

"You're still taller than me though," Sue pointed out with a grin. "Kyle is Yoda but he's aso tall and not wrinkly, or green." The girl stared at Angelo thoughtfully, "Hmm, you almost look like Dath Vader without his mask, except you have hair. Promise me you'll take to me if oyu ever get hte urge to go around making gestures in the air and strangling people." She said seriously, a twinkle in her eye.

"I do not look like Darth Vader", he objected.  "I make great efforts not to be all wrinkly when I'm awake."

"But you are kinda grey just like him...wait does that mean you get all wrinkly when you sleep? That would make you Sleepy Vader then!" Sue exclaimed grinning victoriously at Angelo.

"I don't have unconscious control", he pointed out.  "So it kind of puddles out.  Means if there's anything else alive in the bed, like the dog, I have to let it go before I fall asleep, avoid unfortunate accidents.  If you call me Sleepy Vader around anyone from the school, there will be consequences."

"Awww poor Joyita, she doesn't get to snuggle up to you at night then. Isn't that supposed to be one of the perks of having a dog?" Sue inqured. "So what kinda consequences are we talking here?" The nickname 'Sleepy Vader would be too good to miss out on.

"Oh, she does, and she's big enough it's hard to stop her", Angelo said with a grin.  "I just have to be careful not to smother her in my sleep.  Consequences yet to be determined, but they will be public and embarrassing as fits the crime."

"She does tend to get her way doesn't she," Sue agreed with a smile. Angelo's dog was a real handful sometimes, she wasn't sure how he kept up with the flying bundle of happiness that was Joyita sometimes. "Are you really sure you wanna get into a war with a teenage girl who doesn't have anything better than come up with ways to retaliate?" the aforementioned teenage girl asked with a wide grin. "I mean there are worse names I could come up with."

"Sticks and stones will break my bones, words will never hurt me, but permanent dye in my showerhead will take a very skilled telekinetic to get rid of", he recited, sing-song, looking perfectly innocent.

Sue narrowed her eyes and glared at Angelo, "You wouldn't. Besides," a smile appeared on the girls face, "it'd be a shame if someone had to civer your car seat in glue, perhaps at the same time they set it up to release some ammonium sulfide when you turn the ignition on."

"Once I took a car upstairs piece by piece and put it back together in somebody's room", Angelo said cheerfully.  "What does ammonium sulfide do?"

"Why would you do that?" Sue asked. "Given it's better than attacking the car with a rocket, but not by much." She leaned back in her chair and smiled beatifically at Angelo, "Ammonium Sulphide, better known as a stink bomb, she said innocently. "It kinda smells like Rotten Eggs, and the smell's a tough one to get rid of, very tough."

"It wasn't her car", he pointed out.  "Well, not then.  We found it in a scrap yard.  Turned out she liked it so once she'd made us get it back out of her room, she fixed it up and kept it.  You put stink bombs in my car, you never get to ride in it ever again."

"You put permanent dye in my shower and worrying about riding in your car is gonna be the least of my concerns, or yours now I think about it," Sue countered with a grin. "Sounds like your car trick worked out for everyone, well better than blowing up the car with a rocket."

"Then we have a stalemate", he said cheerfully.  "Nobody wants escalating retaliation to happen.  And yeah, Marie seemed pretty happy in the end."

So we're relying on mutually assured humiliation to stop any prank wars from getting started then?" Sue queried with a laugh, I'm not totally sure how well thought out that plan is, I mean I get to go home for the holidays, but you always have to drive your car." she pointed out grinning wickedly. "Marie? Who's she?" Sue shrugged, "If the mysterious Marie ever annoys you you could always leave a carburetor  in her bed."

"A good friend that used to be here, she's off adventuring now", Angelo told her.  "Do you really want to go home and face your dad with interesting coloured hair?"

Sue shrugged, "It's not like he'd notice, well he probably wouldn't notice," she amended. Her dad had been pretty awesome during thanksgiving, but she wasn't sure she was willing to trust him again yet.

"Well I could always set up the trap just before I head home. That way I'm safe from any and all retaliation. Besides do you really wanna explain to the professor why you're picking on a sweet innocent little girl?"

"Molly is a sweet innocent little girl", he said, laughing. "You?  I think he's worked with enough generations of students not to fall for that one."

Sue clutched her hands to her chest, a stricken look on her face "You cut me to the quick good sir, I am wounded, perhaps unto death. Oh woe and alas," the blonde swooned dramatically before bursting out into a fit of giggles drawing a look of consternation from the customers seated nearby.

Angelo grinned unrepentantly at the customers in question.  "You should see her when we spike her drinks with sugar", he said cheerfully.

"Sugar?" Sue opened one eye from her dead pose and looked around, "That reminds me," she waved a finger at Angelo doing her best impression of a scolding tone, "Don't think you can distract me with plans to turn your life into a spiral of humiliation, you still owe me ice cream."

"Okay, okay..."  He pushed himself up and headed for the counter.  "What flavor do you want?  Or flavors?"

"Hmm," Sue paused to consider the shop, "You think they'll have Honeycomb? cause then I;ll have a double scoop please. Ooo In a waffle cone."

Angelo turned to study the options, then nodded.  "Double scoop of honeycomb on waffle it is, then.  And mint for me", directed to the server.