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[rideme]

"You've got the Iron Bull here. I'm listening.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

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[rideme]

[Not long after Hawke arrives, the Bull himself saunters in. As usual, shirtless. But sporting worn white exercise pants with another ridiculous logo on the ass. He's a regular here, judging from the waves he gets. And the money passed to the bartender without a word.]

[He slides in beside Hawke, already nabbing the little bowl of peanuts. And shoots her a broad grin.]

Looks like nothing shitty happened this time. Go us.

[whathawksdo]

[ Okay, Hawke is by no means the best when it comes to picking out clothing, except-- ]

Bull. This may come as hard to accept, but... I am not sure you should be allowed to buy your own clothing anymore.

[ Unless something shitty did happen on the way to the bar, but only to his pants. This said, of course, after a long moment of mildly puzzled staring. ]

[rideme]

[He practically cackles at her. Slapping a heavy hand on the bar.]

Why? What's wrong with my buns?

[... which just makes him laugh even harder. Like this is a fabulous joke he's just made up.]

[whathawksdo]

[ Well, it's hard not to get caught up in laughing herself when he laughs that hard. It's still terrible, but she can't say it isn't kind of funny. ]

Well, for starters, you have a second pair of buns obscuring the view of the first pair. Isn't something like that a crime against everyone else?

[rideme]

Probably. But there's a park on the way here -- can't give the kids an eyeful just yet. Also, I'm not allowed in here without pants.

[Said like someone who may have tried this on at least one occasion.]

[whathawksdo]

Have you considered very short shorts?

[ Technically counting as pants! ]

[rideme]

Got 'em.

Or I did. Kaneda might have set fire to them recently.

[whathawksdo]

Set fire to them... Does he normally burn your clothing, Bull?

[rideme]

Ask my last three "sun's out buns out" pairs of shorts.

[whathawksdo]

Hmm. I'm sensing some jealousy from him.

[ Or common sense in getting rid of such terrible clothes, but Hawke's not going to give Kaneda that much. ]

[rideme]

Oh, you think?

[He's cackling at that, however, and gesturing to the bartender for a drink.]

[whathawksdo]

Of course. He's still too young and scrawny to pull of the same look.

[ And since they're getting the bartender, she may as well put in another beer request herself. ]

[rideme]

Don't let him hear you say that. He'll pull his shirt off and flex right there.

[He'll even be a gentleman and pass her order down to her when it's set on the bar.]

[whathawksdo]

And then I would have to laugh at him, the poor lad.

[rideme]

Aw, don't laugh too hard. You'll crush him.