Fooding

[Riley]

"Huh? Secrets?"She grins innocently. "Promise not to tell anyone?" She leans close to him, speaking in a low voice, like it's some kind of major secret, though it really isn't.

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Oh for sure... All the secwets dat da wascally widdle wabbit has.

He leans in closer to her as well, still taking rediculously sized bites of his burger, but his eyes completely serious and intent on her. He's still just messin around, he doesn't really care what she tells him.

[Tater Salad]

A sly grin crosses her lips and she leans back, taking a sip of her milkshake. "I have no secrets." She rolls her eyes and takes another sip of her milkshake. "What about you? Are there any skeletons in your closet?"

[Riley]

Leaning on the table with both elbows, Riley continues to absently chew on his fries.

You mean other than me being an intergalactic alien hellbent on world destruction, right?

[Tater Salad]

Rabbit quickly stops drinking her milkshake, not wanting it to come out of her nose while she's laughing. "World destruction, huh? I came up with the perfect plot."

[Riley]

Hey hey, an authority-demanding cop with plans of breaking the rules and dominating the world. Now that's hot.

Riley drains half his shake before polishing off the rest of his burger.

So do I get to be king of the world if you're gonna beat me to it in terms of domination? Oh hey, that just makes it kinky.

[Tater Salad]

She laughs and nods. "Or, I could just tell you the plot." Sge grins mysteriously and takes a long sip of her milkshake.

[Riley]

Well yeah, thats a given. You have to tell me your plot if I'm going to be king of the world... Y'know... Saves all them tricky questions later

Riley finishes the last of his food, and starts clearing his tray a bit.

[Tater Salad]

"What if I decide not to have a king, though? Maybe part of the plan is that it becomes a Dictatorship?" She sticks her tongue out at him, then finishes the rest of her milkshake.

[Riley]

Then you'd be rude, and I'd have to cry, and maybe I'll have to let the gator's in my apartment get you so that I can be the ruler of the world.

Smiling, and winking, Riley stands, and takes his almost empty tray over to the rubbish bin.

[Tater Salad]

"But," she says, following him, "how are you going to take over the world without my plan?" She grins and drops her milkshake into the trash can, then pokes him.

[Riley]

OOC : Sorry I got a bit lazy :/

BIC :

I dunno... Fail miserably, but admirably?

Poking her back, he hip-checks her again.

So, other than debating our world domination plans, what now? Dare to encounter my alligator infested abode, or is there somethin else you wanna do?

[Tater Salad]

She laughs a little and grins. "I shall brave the alligators." SHe attempts to look all tough, humming the Indiana Jones theme song.

[Riley]

Excellent, excellent. Onward then!

Holding out his arm for her to link her own through, he dons' a superior kind of look, and lifts his head high.

[Tater Salad]

She laughs--as she hasn't seemed to be able to stop since she's met Riley--and slips her arm through his. "Forward...march." She giggles.

[Riley]

Like a toy soldier, Riley began to march forward, his legs stiff, and his torso upright. People in the diner were looking at him with eyebrows raised, but he didnt care. They left the diner, and Riley turned left, back along the street. His apartment was probably only a block and a half away; though he'd never been to this diner yet, it hadn't been far from Insomnia, and his apartment wasnt far from there.

He didn't speak to Rabbit the whole way there, for he was in "marching mode"