[Private] It Calls

"Well... gonna have to go with the first, since I don't remember the others." It wasn't a good reason, but the Ogre had struggled to remember any plot points after 'surrogate father makes big machine', which they were pretty sure was still the first movie. There were some whips in the second? It had been awhile, a lot had happened in the mean time.

Linden's black jeans and well-worn t-shirt were unimpressive, but the way the sleeves were rolled up to show their shoulders was definitely a sight. The hair on the side of their head was newly buzzed, short but not all the way to the scalp. The longer hair on top was swept back from their face ever so often in a rote gesture, eyes narrowed against the sun.

Not one to wait when lobster was offered, the Ogre stepped right up to order. "Hey, how's it going. Could I get a lobster roll, a crab roll and a side of slaw? We're all together." They nodded back at Riley and Archie, stepping aside to let someone else order.

"So, Arch, did I pass?" they asked teasingly. "Either way I gotta know the 'right' answer."

”Alright, so Linden, you are now in shotgun because I need someone of sound mind to run the radio. See, I thought this was going somewhere Riley because Robert is great when he can banter and have fun with others but also needs a strong second to carry the emotional load. I could buy the argument that if you combine the action of two and the banter of three we have something - But three? The best villain was a joke! At least number two had Kinky Rourke. Moral is - One is the best unless you take the jump that Age of Ultron is actually an Iron Man movie in the same way Civil War is an Avengers movie - Ugh yeah, another trio - barbeque chips too, and sparkling water the ugh lemon flavor on Amex.”

That was a philosophy there, as the tap went  off and they stood to the side to get their food.

”So, what I want to know is how is two hot? What is hot about it? The weather? or is that Robert at his most seducable because you know I found him to peak sexy in Spider Man if we are talking old Robert, but young Robert - hands down US Marshals, and I have a soft spot for Zodiac trashy Robert.”

Getting the real facts now.

”Unless it was all the whips in which case I get it, not for me, but no judgement and in unrelated news if you are looking I know a professional Dominatrix.”

Lobster arrived and it was time to find a bench.

”Other subject: how long have you two known another? Tickled me pink when it dawned on me you were besties.”

"Honestly I don't remember One. Didn't got to the theaters for the movies ya know?" They gave a wicked smile. Grabbing their food the moth followed along with the two towards the bench.

"Okay! Thank you!" They exclaim at the mention of Kinky Rourke. " It was a kinky harness!  But also on top of that, ya had uhh the spy what's her name? With that red hair. I wanted that hair."

They laugh taking a seat and glancing at Linden at the question. They gave an affirmative nod.
"Yea the queer scene your about to see some familiar faces, more so when your us. So we started talking. Honestly, I am surprised Linden allows me at Salt Bar half the time."

"That's crazy, yall just ran into each other. Than Archie you were like, 'I like your spunk with your bacon threats, I got a job for you'?" Riley chuckled and shook their head before taking a few bites of their good.

"It's because the bartender is in love with you," Linden told Riley, feigning exasperation. "She'd never forgive me if I threw you out. But if I did, Archie is right: valid." Taking another bite of their roll, they chewed contentedly until the Clint Eastwood comment sparked a laugh, followed by a cough. The tips of their ears reddened, but they tried not to draw attention to it. "Course you haven't had to post bail." It was not a convincing statement.

"Sorry Riles but he's right, I have no moral qualms about peer-pressuring you into an indepth exploration of which Robert Downey Jr is the hottest to you." They shrugged, and snagged a bit of lobster that was threatening to fall off their roll.

“You don’t catch felonies if you have a good lawyer.”

He made sure to point this out. As they went on though, Archie’s head tilted and nodded as he pulled his sunglasses off in a dramatic fashion, tucking them so they hung off his shirt pocket.

“Linden, I may as well call you Sherlock because as your Watson you will be going Elementary at the end of this assessment. For I believe I have cracked the Curious Case of the Ravishing Riley - and have figured out their type”

He raised his pointer finger for dramatic effect and waggled it, looking at Linden as he leaned towards Riley before sharply turning his head.

“And you thought you could get away with it too, trying to downplay ol Ar-Dee-Jay. I look at the assortment of roles you select, a good number, sure they skew a little but the looks, they are all just a little different. Except there is one thing, the one constant, part of the man’s unspoken charm.”

Archie left them hanging as he took that wagging finger and brought it to the tip of his nose.

“Riley Sorsa likes cute and slash or odd noses.”

He then tossed his hands up as if telling a crowd to calm down.

“Hold the applause, but consider yourself profiled like Criminal Minds.”

A glance at Linden.

“You could say...This assessment is...On the nose.”

CSI Miami opening theme queue.

Riley raised an eyebrow at the theatrics of their two companions. Their Ateneans raised as their interest peaked at whatever hot take Archie was about to have. Then came the awaited reveal, and they stared blankly, blinked a few times and burst into laughter.

“Weird cute noses? That's what you got from that” They laughed whipping a way a tear with a snort.

“Oh man noses really?!”

They shook their heads, putting down their food. As Linden chimed in about Brody, Riley bounced their finger in a point at the Ogre.

“See now that's a nose and a good looking guy” They shot Archie a look. “ And no that doesn't mean I have a thing about noses''

They sighed, catching their breath before putting down their roll. Linden requested a list of names and insights. And the Moth let out a dramatic huff of air at the tall order.

“Shit dude tall ask. Like are we keeping these actors? Or like anyone one? Let's keep it actors otherwise we are here forever.”

They Bright one took a moment to think, going through their memory of faces. Their eyes focused upward as their eyebrows wiggled with the thoughts in a bemusing face journey.

“I mean there's Ewan Macgregor. It's the smile and eye sparkle thing.
Naoomi Rapace, cheek bones and accent.
Idris Elba, the man is a dreamboat.
Ruby rose, a pinnacle of style, those tattoos, and eyebrows.
Of course David bow-"

Riley suddenly stopped.

“Wait hold on. I see what you two are doing” The moth pointed at Archie. “NO! no no. I get to ask you something, you're not the only one who gets to pry” 

They gave him accusatory look. They hadn't forgotten about the Foundation room and still had not learned how he found out about Fire.

“Alright Mr. Hartman, spill it. When you're not at the office. What are you doing? Wife? Girlfriend...boyfriend?”

Riley gave Linden a look that demanded for the summer courtier to back them up on this.

"I have a question," Linden volunteered, trying not to immediately dive in to their second roll; pacing was important. "I'm glad to be a part of this guilty pleasure, I'll eat lobster with you all day, every day, but there's something you wanted to talk about, right?" Regular business could've been waited for, but important business was something they didn't want to leave alone for too long; important was basically a synonym for dangerous in their mind.