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[triggerguard]

No, it makes him hilarious.

Kaz. Don't offer what you're not willing to put down. [He would give up gambling entirely for a year to see that.]

[greedbowstome]

Not really.

Saints, you're an idiot.

[triggerguard]

You're the one that suggested it was even a possibility.

Give me a minute. [Is he going to go poll the audience in the immediate proximity? Maybe. Definitely.]

[greedbowstome]

I was being facetious.

What are you doing?

[triggerguard]

You were being a douche canoe.

Which means obnoxious, disagreeable--an ass. I asked around.

[greedbowstome]

I think I hate you.

[Yes, he realizes he's brought this on himself. No, he doesn't care. This is going to haunt him now, he can see it.]

[triggerguard]

You can't hate me. I'm fantastic--it's impossible to hate me.

[greedbowstome]

I don't think that's true.
Hmm, you're all right.

[triggerguard]

"All right" is practically a glowing recommendation from you.

[greedbowstome]

I don't think so. All right barely registers for recognition.

[triggerguard]

Keep telling yourself that, Kaz.

[greedbowstome]

You presume to know the scale with which I use to grade people better than me?

[triggerguard]

I presume to know that this kind of thing is exactly why Noah called you a douche canoe. Insufferable.

[greedbowstome]

Insufferable, he says.
Like you're not insolent every chance you get, just because you can, and you know it annoys me.

[triggerguard]

😏😘

[greedbowstome]

No.

[Whatever that is, he would like for Jesper to Not, thanks.]

[triggerguard]

Spoil Sport.

[Sorry Kaz. He will use emojis wherever appropriate now.]

[greedbowstome]

voice | @angelpants | hope this is okay

[stupetballs]

[Kaz gave her a few names of people who were impacted by their little adventure on the island. Given how traumatic things were, she gives things a little space before she reaches out herself. But follow up questions happen as she sorts things together, so she leaves Jesper a brief message.]

Hi, Jesper. My name is Waverly Earp. I was on the boat to the island last month? Kaz gave me your name as having been part of the ritual in the volcano, and I had a couple of follow up questions, if you have some time? Totally okay if you don't but if you're up for it, feel free to come by and have a drink at Hella Shorty's and we can talk.

Voice| @sharpshooter | Totally ok!

[triggerguard]

[Jesper was going to kill Kaz. Or, at the very least, there would be words and maybe a fist or two thrown. But--Waverly. It's a name he's heard come up more than once. That was enough to at least have him be polite.]

Waverly...I've heard about you, from Willa. I uh...What kind of follow-up questions exactly? I don't mind but I prefer to know what I'm walking into.

[stupetballs]

[That response doesn't bother her as much as it did a month earlier, but she and Willa are in a better place. With the Mares coming that may get complicated, but that's not Jesper's problem.]

Kaz said you were marked? And I wanted to see if you remembered anything from the volcano. I know we were stoned and it's hard to trust what you saw but any little detail could help.

Sorry this is so late!

[triggerguard]

[He breathes, more of a huff of annoyance at Kaz than anything.]

Yeah, I was. And I remember...pieces? I'm sure you know how that goes. But your earlier offer--I'm going to need that drink if I'm going to talk about it. I can meet you there in a couple of minutes.

no worries!

[stupetballs]

Sounds good. Are you a whiskey man or do you prefer one of the other spirits?

[They default to whiskey at Hella Shorty's. Mostly because the bar was made by a cowboy.]

[triggerguard]

Whiskey, definitely whiskey.

[We'll ignore the fact that by most standards Jesper was well below drinking age--such things didn't exist in the Barrel, and he certainly wasn't going to deny himself a drink because of some arbitrary rules that Hell seems to hide in its fine print.]

Have a glass ready, I'll be there.

[stupetballs]

You got it.

[And as promised, when he arrives at the bar, a bottle of their best whiskey will be sitting there, with two glasses poured out beside it. Waverly's taking notes from her last call, but she looks up when Jesper enters with a smile.]

Hey. I'm Waverly.