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[buoyancies]

[ what but hed be so great. he can hang out with sherlock and someone can app that one guy from law and order ci and house.

she blinks slowly for a moment before looking around. yeah ok this dude is definitely strange. asahina pauses for a moment and then continues: ]

Sorry, I don't know who Natalie Teeger [ she struggles with it for a second ] is? Maybe if you gave me a phone number, I could call her?

[cursedwithagift]

[this is true but he takes a lot of energy to keep going and also someone would have to app Death the Kid

Monk frowns slightly at a pamphlet that someone's torn slightly, then shrugs as he chucks that one in the trash as well]

It doesn't matter. She'll show up eventually if she knows what's good for her.

[he pauses, reaching over to nudge an already organized pamphlet a little straighter]

Things always get out of hand when I'm kidnapped.

[buoyancies]

[ LMFAO they can have ocd adventures together

asahina finishes the rest of her donut and then slides forward so she can actually kind of look at him in the eye instead of talking to his back. ]

You've been kidnapped before? [ hopefully not by a homicidal bear... ] Maybe you shouldn't be so calm then!

[cursedwithagift]

I'm not calm, I just passed the threshold of panic and came back around the other side.

[girl do you have any idea how traumatizing it is for someone like Monk to be flung around through dimensions willy-nilly and have no way to go back to his routines or clean up the particle dust that must be clinging to him RIGHT NOW. his face has that placid calm of someone whose brain has shut down in sheer anxiety overload]

Besides, there are more important things to worry about. You have a little, just a little right there -

[he points at her face to indicate donut crumage, finger hovering just far enough that he doesn't have to touch her as he tilts his head a little]

[buoyancies]

Oh! Sorry! [ she uses her thumb to slide the crumbs off her face, and then the back of her hand to wipe her cheek clean before laughing embarrassed. ] I'm just so happy they have donuts here! I mean, what a terrible place to get transported to if they had no donuts!

[ another pause as she registers what he said though ]

So you... freaked out so much that you're fake-calm? [ a tilt of the head ]

[cursedwithagift]

It's not fake, it's just - you didn't get it all, now it's all over your face...

[his attempts to answer are marred by the growing agitation at the spread of the crum menace, his hands opening and closing convulsively as he tries and fails to avoid pointing it out.

he reaches into his pocket and produces a wet wipe, holding it out in front of him like a shield]

Here, just let me do it.

[buoyancies]

W-wh-wh --

[ she blinks in surprise as the sudden wet wipe thrust towards her before she waves a hand in refusal. ]

No, no, it's okay! Uh, let me -- [ she uses her sleeve to rub at her face again, determined to get these crumbs off to please this rather strange american guy she just met??? ]

[cursedwithagift]

No, you're making it worse. Just hold still-!

[he's not giving up now and is also waving his own free hand at her to try and ward off that godforsaken sleeve while attempting to worm that wipe in through her defenses

GOD GIRL YOU ARE MAKING THIS WAY MORE DIFFICULT THAN IT HAS TO BE]

[buoyancies]

[ WHY IS THIS HAPPENING

she's shoving her free hand at him to keep away his tentacley wanting to rub her face with wet wipes hand away so basically there's a lot of flailing goin gon here. ]

I got it, I got it! Look, it's all gone, you can stop now --

[cursedwithagift]

Are you blind? There's a huge crumb right here, if you'd just let me fix it -

[FLAIL FLAIL FLAIL

HE CAN AND WILL OUTLAST YOU THIS IS HIS LIFE HIS QUEST HIS REASON FOR BEING]

[buoyancies]

Fine! Fine, if it'll get you to stop being so weird!

[ asahina eventually just gives up. she drops her arms and crosses them, pouting and kind of sulking. ]

[cursedwithagift]

It won't. [but it will get him to stop shoving a wet wipe in her face. he calmly and thoroughly wipes away every offending dessert remnant that he can find, promptly chucking the wipe into the trash after those pamphlets]

There. Much better.

[buoyancies]

[ asahina just rubs her face with her sleeves. it feels so wet now. :C all that trouble for donut crumbs?? ]

I've never met someone as weird as you, sir. Not even at the school. -- Well, maybe Hagakure but he was kind of pathetic on top of that.

[ woops saying whatever comes to mind ]

[cursedwithagift]

That's a good thing. There shouldn't be more than one of me, no matter what dimension we're in.

[firmly. he spent a while with there being a second Adrian Monk and he is positive that JUST ONE IS TOO MUCH FOR THE WORLD TO HANDLE]

[buoyancies]

I guess... that's good?

[ you're really confusing and she doesn't really know what to think aside from that. a pause and she holds her hand out, smiling ]

I'm Aoi Asahina, but you can call me Asahina! Everyone does!

[cursedwithagift]

...Monk. Adrian Monk.

[he's gotten better about shaking hands, but this entire upheaval has flustered him enough that he gives the gesture an askance look before finally taking it and giving it a brief mechanical shake. the hand dives into his pocket with lighting fast speed, retrieving another wipe which he promptly uses]

[buoyancies]

[ asahina looks at her afterwards, frowning a little. was it the donuts?? but she's easy-minded enough not to let it bother her, just marking it off as him being weird. ]

It's nice to meet you, Adrian-san! Or is it Monk-san? [ she taps her finger against her chin ] Is there one you prefer?

[cursedwithagift]

Not really. It's still just me. [and his tone implies that it's a horrible thing no matter how she tries to package it up]

[buoyancies]

[ she frowns even more, tilting her head to the side. ]

Monk-san, are you okay? You say it like it's a bad thing!

[cursedwithagift]

No, but that's fine. It means that nothing is any more wrong than usual.

[not that he believes it's going to stay that way. but so long as he waits in the porter building for Natalie to jump through the space-time continuum after him and take him back to San Francisco it's ok]