mock after party!

[waitforit]

[ WELL THAT SURE WAS EXCITING, WASN'T IT. Barney is entirely too normal for any of this shit and he pretty much lacks the, uh, emotional gumption to really process it in a healthy way so instead how 'bout some denial?

Seeing as how he was the first to run out, Barney somehow finds plenty of time (and paper?) to write up a sign in the living area that says:

What: A Party
Where: Holo Deck!
Who: YOU! (Duh.)
I don't have to tell you to suit up, so just. If you don't wanna be alone maybe stop by? Please? Just. OK?
It's gonna be legendary!

[ Upon arrival to the holo deck, you will find an ooc-ly familiar setup. The holopgraphic projections have been set up like a strip club: indistinct music, dimmed lights, catwalk, cheap booze and cheap seats all around. This is escapism at its finest, and doesn't everyone need a little escapism in their lives after that mess?

Feel free to grab a seat and enjoy the show, or maybe have a fake drink and try not to cry too much. Either way, there's probably plenty of reactions to be had in here, so why a strip club? Why not?

Of course, if the strip club isn't for you, you can always reprogram the room to your fancy, Barney will only be a little put out. Truth is he just wants to forget this whole day happened, thanks. ]

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[refusedtoleave]

[And the concern is gone.] Is there a reason I should be outraged?

[She hasn't quite gotten it yet. But she's guessed enough to start scowling again.]

[waitforit]

Under pressure. Under "someone's" pressure.

[ He is drawing aerial diagrams with his hands, just picture them. ]

Under someone, as in, having sex with them. What up!

[refusedtoleave]

[As soon as he finishes the second sentence, she lets out a strangle shriek.

Then she starts trying to bat his hands back down. Glancing around for anyone that might have been listening.]

Shhh! W-What are you saying? You shouldn't say things like that!

[She's not blushing. She isn't! She's just red from yelling so much.]

[waitforit]

Oh, honey.

[ Now Barney just looks disappointed. ]

You've got kids, right? You've got 0 reasons to be playing the prude card. You're a total cougar.

[refusedtoleave]

Enough with the strange names already!

[She crosses her arms. Because she can't glare any more than she already is.]

[waitforit]

What, you've never been called a cougar before? Is that not a thing in Japan...?

[ He ponders this, completely unaffected by her anger. ]

Hm, I guess not, huh. [ Shrug. ] It's a compliment, honest.

[refusedtoleave]

How is comparing someone to an animal a compliment!?

[What are you trying to say?]