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( 11 ) text + video ♧ adrenaline moving through my veins spotlight on me and i'm ready to break

"The cure for boredom is curiosity.
There is no cure for curiosity."

[ neal's not quite back to his fighting weight, but he looks a whole lot better (and a whole lot less crazy, natch) than his last network outing.

he's also fussing with the cuffs on his devore, because you never go to battle without your best armor, right?

metaphorical, of course. ]

Wise words from a wise lady. [ and now with a slowy flip, he sets a fedora on his head and gives the camera a smile that's lovely lovely lovely and just a bit barbed. ] Résumé seemed apt, too, but a little dark given the occasion.

So, how was the month off, Tranquility? --and welcome to the new additions, of course. Watch out for Kardashians.

[ neal stop telling the ren faire kardashians are a horrible demon from your world, son, it's not as funny as you think.

also: one more hat flip because he can and we're out, tq. welcome back to the airwaves. ]

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[ so, this guy knows mike. that makes sense. mike's been here for 97 days and some amount of months and hours. he actually seems really popular ]

Tell me, a spaceship doesn't kidnap the Kardashians. [ don't get her started on the kidnapping of an admittedly amazing paralegal, but why? and donna? and harvey? whom she hasn't seen yet. but, for now, she addresses the datapad in her jump suit.

she's found her room. it's scarce. behind her, on her bed sits her unmentionables, a gold bracelet and three staplers. ]

No, no horrible demons here. [ hey i just met you
and this is crazy
but i enjoy taunting people who carry broadswords to every meal
so help me mess with their heads maybe? ] New arrival, huh? Welcome to the madhouse.

I don't know if I'd go so far as to call them demons, especially with what I've heard happens on this ship. And there are worse people then the Kardashians. [ like Hitler. And Stalin. and Tila Tequila ] Your welcome is almost as warm as my locker's welcome. Now, I know some people get clothing. But, no, I get staplers. And an empty shot glass. [ it's sitting offscreen mocking her. drink me. ] And before that I ran into a friend because that's what happens when you wake up from being kidnapped in space - you run into people you know when you're half naked. How that's fair...

You're killing me here, not so kind stranger. Would bribery work? [ he grins, but it's sympathetic because: check his shit, you think he allows jumpsuit to touch his skin? oh hell no.

(spoiler alert: all his suits will be ruined one by one, until it's jumpsuit or sheet toga.) ] Especially now that I know you need clothes and something worthwhile to fill that shotglass with.

Would a bribe from a complete stranger quoting Keeping Up With the Kardashians work? [ let her get back to you. spoiler alert: maybe. ] Exactly what am I being bribed for?

[ she feels your jumpsuit pain. literally. literally. where is donna when you need her. she's heard she's on the ship! she needs lady time! ~~not shark week~~. maybe the term is ladies time or maybe that sounds worse. oh well, it's 1:45 in the morning. ]

Something tells me you're not my size.

Hey, hey-- I never quoted, merely referenced. Much lesser sin. [ dear rachel: he likes you. ] Oh, I didn't mean the shirt off my back. You'd have to get it tailored, for one.

I just-- well. Know a few people who probably could find a thing or two. The shotglass, though? [ holding up a bottle of fucking nice wine now, rachel. ] Not the most traditional method of conveyance, but hey: space kidnapped. What is?

A lawyer would say otherwise. [ dear caffrey: get in line. or, bring her a stapler while you're at it. ]

What year is that? [ rachel, stop being a wine snob/foodie. it's not attractive. ] So, if I keep quiet about Chloe, Kourtney, Kim, and Kris Kardashian, you'll share your wine. [ she hasn't gotten the different eras nor has she made the connection that some people might have never heard of trashy reality TV ] Tell me you have better quotes in your arsenal then the E Network and I'll agree.

Good thing I'm not a lawyer, then. [ he has no staplers, but he does have a stockpile of most of the Classy Hipster Shit that's landed aboard thus far. ]

'89. And before you ask-- Vega Sicilia Unico. [ so the very nice shit. ] That would be the going price, yes.

...was the Parker really not enough? You're a tough woman to please. [ protip: neal clearly enjoys that. ]

[ color her very impressed, Neal Caffrey ]

The Kardashians. [ a playful narrowing of the eyes. ] Downright demons.

The Parker quote was a good start. [ but, she's playing along. because he's intriguing and he knows wine. ]

I thought I recognized someone else with taste.

...I have an Everything But the Bagel Chocolate bar. Truffle risotto with unpasteurized cheese: your opinions? [ please be a foodie and not just into wine, rachel. ]

And if I said to you I ate at elBulli before it closed, you'd be...

Taste recognizes taste.

Well, first I'd say that's a hell of a seasonal chocolate if you have it in space. Then I'd ask if you knew that the packaging was actually inspired by old deli type. I'd also recommend the basil pine nut of the Basilico Pignoli bar. And I would give my first born to have just one bite of either right now.

As for the risotto, I'd tell you to serve it over melted polenta. Also, avoid Emeril's recipe. I do. Also, I recommend the Truffle Tremor made from Cypress Grove Chevre. It's both earthy and elegant. Pair it with an Albariño for an appetizer. Or, continuing with the theme of risotto, add an ounce to your risotto and pair that with a glass of Dolcetto.

[ oh, she's just getting started. ]

I'd be jealous. I'd ask if you gave your regards to Chef Farrin. And, I'd ask if the view from the Cala Montjoi is unmatched. Also, there are rumblings it's reopening in 2014 as a creativity centre. Then, I'd reveal that the view over the bay is unmatched.

Did I pass?

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...I'm going to say this first, get the part you'll scold me for over with: marry me?

Or, more seriously: please, come help me eat cheese I hid away and have been going through alone and talk about half the followers of this fusion thing need to either learn meld harmoniously or stop piling influence on top of influence like that isn't a mess and not a plate.

[ rachel save him NO ONE ELSE UNDERSTANDS ]

[ well, this is a reverse. normally, she'd probably say down boy. and take another stapler. but this offer? this offer is not a stapler. and yes, she's too young to marry and she hasn't even taken her lsats yet. but, seriously, this is different then the newest hotshot associate dropping by her office. ]

I'm not going to scold you. But, I'm also not going to marry you. I think any decisions made in the first 24 hours of any transitional period can be hasty. So, let's table the proposal and focus on your fine cheese and the fact that just because you call it "fusion" or lasted two rounds on Chopped, doesn't mean your sudden inspiration is appetizing. Pairing flavors is a bout a lot more then throwing things together.

And can we talk about pop-up restaurants?!

Don't worry-- I'm prone to spontaneous proposals in the face of overwhelming attraction. [ that's for you, mike. ] Won't happen again-- I'll be the perfect gentleman.

[ and now locking this part. ]

I honestly wasn't hitting on you there-- I just get the sense that it would really bother Mike if he thought I was.

I'll tell him I'm not trying to steal his girlfriend. Eventually.

[ she's - he is incorrigible. she closes her eyes, sighing. ]

I know. And - it shouldn't. He has a girlfriend. [ or, did when she was back in New York. and, that was the hasty reply. ] What I mean is, we're coworkers. That's all.

I am not Mike Ross' girlfriend. So, it doesn't matter what he thinks. I swear if he's ruined my chances at tasting real fine goat cheese...

[ oh SHIT ]

...ah. In that case, the cheese is still yours, don't worry.

And if I happen to flirt outrageously with you wherever Mike can see-- I think you put the emphasis on not, right? Vehement, if I recall.

Like I said. Eventually.

Or-- equally valid-- you tell me you don't like men who can tango and compliment you in Swahili, and I share my cheese anyway and don't flirt.

...well. Flirt outrageously. You can't blame me.

[ this shit right here is why neal gets away with being so... neal. ]

Thanks.

[ she exhales. ]

Sorry, Mike Ross can be -- well, you know him.

Then flirt outrageously. [ wait, split-second answer. ] Eventually. [ she'll quietly smile. she misses this kind of attention that isn't wrapped in the Mike Ross package and yet here he is, butting his head in. ]

You know Swahili? [ god, Rachel, you're the girl that shot Mike Ross down in an instant. great. you already hit on me. we got that out of the way. yet, Neal Caffrey is not Mike Ross. ]

So, your name is Neal Caffrey. Rachel Zane. Foodie, if you couldn't already tell. And paralegal.

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