Alexandra Teen RP Monday Nov. 28th - Fiona, Owen, L, Vincent, Gino, and possibly Sebastian the spider

Elena Horatio is looking pensievely at the menu biting his lip as he decides on what he whats .. half in thought but most not knowing what he wants today. he stares at the menu then at the baked goods
Fiona Reinhardt noticed L and tried to wave but wasn't sure if she'd been noticed trying. She looked at Owen exasperated "I really don't think that's a valid science project idea....how exactly will you measure THAT?" ((I'll let Vincent make an entrance and then see him on my next post:))

Vincent DiAntoni might be seen outside talking and smiling with Kagiso Jackson. There a lot of nodding and finally a hand shake as Vincent come in and stands in line, waving at Fiona as he order a small peppermint mocha from the second staffer. He looks at L carefully and decides the masculine colors must mean male ... he hopes. It's not always easy. But he tries for a less familiar. "Hey L.". Can't possibly go wrong, right?

Owen Reinhardt sees L and flashes an awkward smile. He sees Vincent's wave while Fiona's still questioning him and waves back and then swats at her "Your love bunny Fi. And simple, air pressure. There will be a significant difference after 1 burrito verses 4 right?"

Elena Horatio slowly turns at his "name" looks at vincent blink 'o 'ello 'he say soflty and almost flatly in his low tone that he adapted for this phase . He looks back up at the menu like coming out of a dream like trances looks around and spots fiona then noticing owen smile returns it with a quizzical raise of the eyebrow but just nods at him too. . He looks forward.. 'i zink ill have a shot of double espresso and plain muffin'

Fiona Reinhardt looks at her brother in horror and then turns her head to Vincent and waves muttering sideways to Owen "Please don't call him that to his face.....or talk about science....or speak at all really." She notices Kagiso walking away in the window and figured Vincent might have been out there talking to him for awhile.

Vincent DiAntoni doesn't catch anything Owen says. They're in a few classes together, being the same age. He blinks at L, a little put off. So he gets and pays for his drink, walks over to Owen and Fi, play punches Owen in the shoulder and will, if allowed sit with Fiona.

Owen Reinhardt looks confused by L's reaction and darts another glance discreetly that way. Vincent's arm punch busts him in the moment "Hey man. Want to be science project partners? I have a workable idea."

Elena Horatio looks around as he wait and pays for his order and slowly makes his way to the group sipping his espresso . he nods again to the 'ello 'he say softly to the group

Fiona Reinhardt sighs at her brother and pulls Vincent to settle in on the bean bag with her as she greets L "Hi L. How are you?" She elbows Vincent and says "Say no..." to her brother's question and then reminds Owen "You're not in our class Burrito Brain!"

Vincent DiAntoni kisses and sits with Fiona then looks at Owen just in time for an elbow to the ribs. "Um .... no?" he offer and looks at Fiona ... between brother and sister. "Why did I just say no?" he looks at L and raises his cup in the almost universal silent male greeting.

Owen Reinhardt looks at L and asks unsurely "Are you coming to sit with us?" He gives Fiona a look and then says to Vincent "Air pressure, solid science man....using what nature gave us. What you really want to say is YES!"

Elena Horatio exhales soflty 'im well.' he say looking awkard at the ground then almost has to look up athe group and his frozen face relaxes softly . not it a grin but a relax pleasant look .and almost at the same time as owen ask he say 'would i be bozerign you to accompany you all 'he say and chuckles at an awkward soft laugh. ' he nods and sits down on a cushion on the floor indian style

Fiona Reinhardt smiles at L "You're never a bother L. Maybe you can help me plan how to duct tape Owen's mouth shut. He's trying to convince my boyfriend he wants to help him measure his farts." She shoots a look back at Vincent as if to say that's why you need to say no.

Vincent DiAntoni looks at Owen, remembering the dinner that was dodged like a bullet. "What nature gave us?" he considers. "You're not going to test urine's ability to conduct electricity, are you?' he asks. "Because that's a total myth." he states, matter of factly. he gets this out as Fiona is explaining. "Measure farts? What FOR? Energy ... and not even CLEAN energy?" Fi has already answered, which is good cause Vincent is fascinated with Owen's brain.

Owen Reinhardt looks terribly misunderstood now "Air pressure, pure and simple. Air pressure of flatulence as it directly relates to flatulence inducing fuel....aka burritos. There must be some kind of device. I'm going to ask Mrs. Kim-Thatcher if she has something....." He starts to look at L but then is suddenly a little embarrassed by his own defense.((still fits:))

Elena Horatio: give a half smile at this 'as long as they do zis test far away from people.. sounds okay .. but lets leave the methyne to ze cow . merci ' he say with an amuse expression. L looks at Owen exchanging a friendly but bemused approvingly look

Fiona Reinhardt just stares at her brother like he's from outer space "I'd love to see the look on her face when you ask." she giggles back at Vincent and then looks at L apologetically.

Vincent DiAntoni looks at Owen ... stares at Owen. "So ......." he looks a little scared. "Like .... the pressure of a burrito versus, say, boiled cabbage?" he sips at his coffee, not wanting to laugh at him. "And L has a point. Human flatulence versus bovine, versus swine versus dogs versus cats ... or humans solely." he is actually considering this. "And what do you measure it with for each animal ... like you said." he is thinking MAYBE if it seem too much like work, Owen might abandon the idea.

Owen Reinhardt looks encouraged by L and Vincent and then thinks hard about what Vincent is suggesting and a worried look comes across his face "I don't want to collect cow farts....what if they shit on me? I mean I guess I could wear boots and a mask....rain gear maybe. Do we know any farmers?"
Elena Horatio adds "tape it you do . He chuckles 'you sound like.. someone i used to know ' he trails off but shakes his head and looks at fi with a look of understanding given his family but facepalm sort of glad theyre on a more trivial discussions giving him a way out from his abrupt leaving . he just laugh soflty 'you guys are too much "

Fiona Reinhardt gives Vincent a little swat, not enough to actually hurt at all, just reprimand "Why are you encouraging him? You do realize I have to live in the house with whatever he .......collects?" She sighs at L and gestures at Owen "I have three of these things at home. I tried to sell the younger two at a lemonade stand when we were kids but no one wanted to buy them."

Vincent DiAntoni takes his reprimand, "Trust me, babe." he whispers, clears his throat and downs more of his drink. Facing Owen, he continues. "Not just cows. You'd have to probe every animal you were examining. Like that black cat of the Chiefs? And, not that I don't like you or enjoy the friendship we are developing but you're NOT probing my ass. It's not a gay thing. It's a limits on our friendship thing. I think your entire family has the same limits on the relationship, too. Just a guess, but I think a safe one." he nods at L in complete agreement. "FAR too much.." and he buries his face in Fiona's neck, not only because she is his girlfriend but so Owen might not see him trying not to smile.

Elena Horatio just covers his mouth and shaks his head 'what can you do 'he say to fi figuring out Fi can sort him out since family know how settle their younger brother abit from the example of his father and uncle

Owen Reinhardt points at Fiona "She really did! Marked Seamus and I down to 50 cents Mom said. Human trafficking!" He looks increasingly worried at Vincent's breakdown of the possible experiment and looks with wide eyes at L and then down to the floor "That isn't exactly what I had in mind...probing....just the exterior observations. And I bet that stupid cat ate Sebastian if he got out.....Voldemort!"

Fiona Reinhardt kicks at her brother "Human trafficking! Piss off I was 6....you were just a commodity no one wanted." She had to stifle a giggle at Vincent's antics as she caught on and turns her head to L in a laugh cough.

Vincent DiAntoni loses it then. "Fifty cents?" he begins to laugh. But then Sebastian gets mentioned and every ounce of humor leaves him. "Voldemort? Who ... well ... maybe?" his eyes remain big.

Owen Reinhardt sneers "that stupid mean cat at the Brate house. I'm going to get another coffee." ((I'm being herded here very soon so I'm going to start moving Owen towards the door so he can see out:())

Fiona Reinhardt winces at the mention of Sebastian "Don't worry Vincent...." She watches her brother get up and looks at L with a smile.

Vincent DiAntoni loses it then. "Fifty cents?" he begins to laugh. But then Sebastian gets mentioned and every ounce of humor leaves him. "Voldemort? Who ... well ... maybe?" his eyes remain big.

Vincent DiAntoni blinks as Owen stands to get another coffee. "He needs MORE caffeine?" he asks, Fi.

Owen Reinhardt stands and looks at the sweets while he waits in the short line. A car alarm goes off outside and he frowns out the window and walks over to see which car it is "Man that's loud...."

Elena Horatio looks at 'is sebanstian his rat and an voldemort a cat.. 'he say sofyt 'well i suppose this voldemort didnt have a choice.. cat eat rats 'he say soflty 'odd name 'eh say softy .he shrugs and watches them

Fiona Reinhardt looks like she doesn't want to say it and literally puts a hand up to shield Vincent and whispers to L "A tarantula...." Suddenly she hears Owen yell "Sebastian! No don't run!!" and then he's out the door. Fiona jumps up "Shit sorry..." she looks back at Vincent "you don't have to...I'll call you..." She looks at L "I'll explain later....bye!" She chases after her brother hoping to god it's another false sighting.

Vincent DiAntoni raises his head at the sound of the alarm. Then Owen screams Sebastian's name and both brother and sister take off like a shot. "Sebastian?" he blinks, standing and looking at the front door a both Owen and Fiona start chasing ..... something. "It's a .... not a rat." he says to L, not looking at her .. still looking out the door.

Elena Horatio nods watch the commotion as the dart off ..HE looks back 'oh .. well thats an interesting pet.."he say soflty look back and forth at the door then at Vincent and looks up as he takes a bite out of his muffin

Vincent DiAntoni hears the squeal of breaks and screech of car tires on pavement, followed by a mans swearing. "Please be squashed. Please be squashed. Please be squashed. Please be squashed." he repeats, his eyes wide and taring out the door. he blinks at L. "Not even a little bit." he argues.

Elena Horatio looks at the fright in his eyes and nods 'yeah .. theyre sort of creepy .. but .. i do hope for that boys sake ..it turn out ok .. 'he say softly as he tries to be diplomatic to both parties having to negotiate internally everday with him/herself

Vincent DiAntoni looks at L as if he's grown two heads. "That monster is running lose on the streets of this town!" he proclaims. "No cage ... no .. no ... fishbowl ...." he looks like he wants to leave. "Someone should call the police ...." his hand fumbles for his phone.

Elena Horatio looks at Vincent and stand and calmly exhales 'theyll catch it.. or if worst come to worst .. if they dont we can call animal control'he says trying to reason with Vincent calmly

Vincent DiAntoni 's hand is shaking his phone too much to call anyone. "Maybe .... maybe ...." he considers. "DO we even HAVE animal control!" the issue had never some up for him before. "Oh God, we don't even have a POUND! Do they even take giant, viscous hairy INSECTS!" he is not helping himself.

Elena Horatio looks at vincent and cautiously reaches to pat his shoulder . 'some one or something will catch it or .. it kill it

Vincent DiAntoni is still staring at the far doors when L oats his shoulder. He scream ... a bit high pitched and turns. "Get it off me!" he sees L and pants. "OH .... right .... that was you?" but his hand goes over his shoulder to make sure. He inches for the door. "I can make a run home ... yea ... I'm not that far away ...." he heads for the door, ignoring the looks. "Be safe, L!" he peeks out of the door and, seeing no one looking at the ground, or screaming or being killed, he breaks into a sprint.

Elena Horatio looks abit stunned then sees Vincents 'books and starts to call out but is to slow. He grabs the books and chases about a block behind him and see him go into an apartment building . he looks around and spots a doorbell intercom with the various of the tenants last names .. 'he spots Di Antoni and pushes the button under the name

Vincent DiAntoni is in the ... relative ... comfort and security of his own home trying to relax when the door bell startles him. He moves to the button. "Who is it?" he asks trying to keep his voice calm.

Elena Horatio press it and speaks into the speak 'Its L'he say softly releasing it to hear Vincents response

Vincent DiAntoni blinks and sighs. "Um .. come on up ... second floor. I'll open the door for ya."

Elena Horatio walks up the flight of stairs and peeks in the door 'ello . ' He say cautiously

Vincent DiAntoni move into the dining area by the door. "Hey L .. come on in. What's up?" he move into the cramped kitchen.

Elena Horatio comes out from behind the wall and enters in holding up Vincents books 'youre books decided to stay behind 'he say soflty smilinng in his own joke, he looks at Vincent kindly

Vincent DiAntoni looks at his books and turns beet red. "Jesus fuckng Christ." he move to take them from her and sets them on the table. "Listen, can I get you anything? Coffee or tea or mil or whatever?" he move around her to close the door.

Elena Horatio shrugs.. 'ive forgotten my Cello once on bus.. 'he say soflty 'um sure.. tea pleas

Elena Horatio: he smile soflty stepping in

Vincent DiAntoni nods and moves to put water on for the tea. "It' o problem. Have a eat. I need to change clothes." he vanishes into the living room and, now armed with a bundle of clothes comes back out in ripped dirty jean and a old stained tshirt. "Cooking clothes." he announces and STILL puts an apron over it. He puts a bag in a cup and pours in the hot water. "I hope bagged is alright." he sets it in front of her with creamer and sugar containers.

Elena Horatio raises his eyebrow at the change of clothes but says nothing of it 'zat more then fine 'he say softly placing sittng down at the table and just drinks it straight smilign 'thanks for letting me in 'he say

Vincent DiAntoni smiles and begins bustling around the kitchen. "No problem, but why wouldn't I? We're friends, right?" he get out flour and a rolling pin and a bowl of meat from the fridge.

Elena Horatio smiles back as he sip his teas inhaling the tea scented steam 'exactomo . he say softly watching him bustle about the kitchen 'you cook.. zat is very good.. you can make sure it taste just the way you want 'he laugh soflty

Vincent DiAntoni looks in the bowl and stirs it a bit. "Oh yea. I cook. Someone has to." he jokes. "Hey listen L .. could you .. you know .. not tell Fi about what I did ... and said ... in Sigh? Owen too, actually."

Elena Horatio nods 'dont you worry , Mon ami'he say in sincere tone ' illl take it to my grave. 'he pledge 'but its not to be embarrased about 'he say soflty nodding and sips his tea

Vincent DiAntoni begins with the flour, making a well and adding the ingredients for a dough. He stirs it. "Oh, Fi knows I am scared of spiders. Owen doesn't." he pulls out a huge board and puts the dough on it, kneading it. "But I really don't want Sebastian squashed. I just want him ... gone Like a spider display in ... Miami ..."

Elena Horatio nods as he watches his friend and just nods and gives a listenig ear to him 'tottally understandable .. 'he nods 'i see you care about fi and her family feeling but yess those things can be creepy .. its quite normal to be afraid of them .. just a nature protecting you 'he nods

Vincent DiAntoni grins as he kneads the dough hard. "Fi is incredible." and he chuckles. "My sentiments exactly, but Owen has one a a pet. I mean I'm not freaked by snakes but I don't want an anaconda a a pet."

Elena Horatio smiles 'i see tzat .. i see you two all over each ozer 'he friendly teases him 'but yeah zats great .. 'he nods 'same as me .. but my mazer just loves Gigi ' he rolls his eyes 'good zing i live here at the dorms now, No?" he laugh soflty 'i almost feel the same about ze way you feel about 'is pet 'he laugh soflty

Vincent DiAntoni 's skin turns red as he blushes. "Well ... I ... really like her." he glances over his shoulder. "Who's Gigi?" he asks, still kneading hard.

Elena Horatio laugh softy 'whats not to like .'he laughs 'oh Gigi is my mazer albino burmese python ' he says nonchalant .. 'she creeps me out but my mazer treats her like a pekinese

Vincent DiAntoni laughs. "Seriously?" he shakes his head. "I've never had a pet. If I did ... probably a dog, but the fur would get all over hell." he divide the dough and begins to roll it out on the big board.

Elena Horatio laughs with him 'very serious.. she got her as a baby in burma.. well mean Gigi was a baby .. now she is aleat 10ft logn she shakes her head 'my pa.. she studied wild life .. all over before she settle down 'he looks out the windown 'that nozing she also has a pet fruitbat name Fifi 'he say softy 'i wish she would get a pekinese or a poodle but it makes for interesting dinner. He chuckles

Vincent DiAntoni turns from his rolling. "Ten feet ... Jesus." he breathes and shakes his head. Working quickly he takes the meat mixture and begins to put teaspoonfuls onto one half of the rolled out pasta. "So you never had a normal pet either." he laughs. "Who eats dogs? I mean I know they sometimes do in Vietnam, but .... who ELSE?" he actually sort of knows.

Elena Horatio looks at you 'i zing the chinese do .. they have some festival .. 'he shrugs his shoulders . 'i dont think i could eat dogs .. only hot dogs 'he chuckles 'but seriously .. i try not to judge a person by my standards. and cultures . 'he nods 'no i vaguely remember a chimp that wore a yellow tutu and hockey mask but .. i dont know if that was dream . because i was so small.. "

Vincent DiAntoni brushes water between the hill of meat and then folds the dough over. "No shit. Seriously?" he preses down to seal and gets a sharp knife out and cuts them all apart. Then he begins to seal all the edge well. "Never heard about THAT but i heard about some culture putting monkeys in this trap like table and cutting the top of its head off and eating it's BRAINS." he sighs and begins to roll out the other half of his dough. "Not my thing, at all. But .. a lot of people want it to stop. I don't now if they have that right or not."

Elena Horatio laugh soflty 'yeah seriously 'he nods 'yeah .. i dont think its right .. but coming from living with them and appriecating them .. i dont think is right .. they have a force like we do .. and some people say that animal are savage .. 'he sighs softly 'its a fine like between appriecating at what nature earth provide for food and what is just murder and torture.. 'he exhales 'that is the question ,,, where to draw the line "

Vincent DiAntoni considers a he rolls the dough a if he is a professional chef, almost. "Maybe .. are you a vegan? Like the lady owns the vegan place downstairs?" he wonder how offensive he is being making ravioli in front of a vegan.

Elena Horatio shakes her head 'im not ' He chuckles 'they have a place i appriecate their part in the cycle 'he softly

Elena Horatio: but i dont think i could eat unconvential meat 'he say soflty

Vincent DiAntoni breathes a sigh of relief and begins spooning meat on this batch. "That makes sense." he agrees, adding the brushed water and folding over to seal. "I stick to beef, pork, chicken and occasionally turkey ... and fish and seafood." he begins to cut them apart. "But not like shark. I want to TRY octopus. Not nothing ... like monkeys or dogs or ... " he shudders "Spider." he begins to crimp the edges and tosses them in a bowl with the first batch. He begins a clean up.

Elena Horatio nods 'my dads says.. said 'he correctly himself 'they dont taste so bad 'he laughs and winces its a honor in a tribe down in the amazon .. 'he say softy 'getting bigger bits'he shakes his head .. 'dont think theyre sense of adventure pass on to me .he laughs

Vincent DiAntoni cleans quickly and then takes a large pot and fills it with water, adding salt and putting it on the stove to boil. "I would never be an Amazon." he admits, getting another pan and dumping chunky spaghetti sauce in, then hiding the can in the trash and covering it up. "Shhhh" he advises as he begins to wash his hands. "Secret."

Elena Horatio laugh soflty 'good zing good at keep secrets .. because youre racking up enought airline miles in secret to fly there 'he smile laughing

Vincent DiAntoni washes and shakes his hands dry, then reaches for a dishtowel. Once dry, he adds sugar and a few other spices to the sauce. "The bottles save me a good half an hour prep time." he laughs. "What secrets have you told me?" then he realizes. "Oh no .. it ME .. yea .. Don't tell Fi, or Owen or anyone." he laughs and stirs,

Elena Horatio raises his eyebrow and laughs with him watching him cook 'ill die with your secret , Mon ami .'he smiles 'but youll know youll owe me one 'he say soflty in mock threat tone .. but chuckles soon after .. 'if tell you my secret id have to kill you 'he say in a mock menace but shakes his head

Vincent DiAntoni stirs and the water begins to boil. He turns down the sauce and watches the salty water boiling. Laughing he agree. "Thanks. I appreciate it." he pauses a minute and murmurs. "Shit!" a second before the door opens and an handsome man walks in. Obviously Vincent's father. He looks at L. "Who the fuck are you?" he demands, but before L can answer. "Dad this is L ... friend from strings class. Brought me my books." he makes the tea cup vanish. "Thanks L. I'll see you tomorrow." he does everything short of physically moving L out of the apartment.

Elena Horatio looks up mid laugha nd looks a the man blinking 'yes ill see you tomorrrow at school and lets himsel be rushed out of the apartment his eyebrows furrow at the sight of man .. cuz he interupted somethign nice and also L detective a bad vibe.. and he say abit shaken and scary once he is out of earshot of the apartment'he is blowing off the worst aura" he shakes his head hoping his friend is okay

Vincent DiAntoni is happy when the door is closed but before L leaves he will probably hear "I KNEW that fucking school would turn you into a faggot!! What happened to the Reinhardt bitch?"