A Pink Corner House, Saturday Noon-ish

[chosehumanity]

Jack's trip to Bristol had been uneventful but productive this far - at least, if you asked Mitchell, who was thoroughly relieved that nothing had gone awry over the past two days. Unless you counted Tully's reeking bathroom habits, but that had been fixed with a moment of don't-go-in-there-just-yet charades.

... After Mitchell had gone in there.

Anyway, they'd just waved off the last of the week's guests. These weekly neighbourhood tea parties were working pretty well - again, if you asked Mitchell - and he was practically humming to himself as he cleared some of the dirty dishes off assorted horizontal surfaces.

Behind him, George closed the front door on the last one - an old lady by name of Paulina who had a tea cosy collection and an absolutely charming way of talking about it - with a loud sigh. The werewolf's head thunked against the door.

"I cannot," George announced, "Do another conversation about Vin Diesel."

That really should have been the first clue.

[[ for jack! some dialogue taken/will be taken from Being Human 1x02! ]]

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[bitten_notshy]

"He made us do that for detention once," Jack informed George. "I ended up trying to talk about interesting diseases."

He squinted at the cup he was washing. Tully had touched it; it needed a third bath in the hottest water the tap would provide. (The werewolf thing didn't bother him overly. The man's personal hygiene was another story.) But it had been a pleasant enough visit so far, all things considered.