Deal. [Chloe elbows him as something for a substitute for a proper handshake - and also to smooth at least some of his bristling fur. Uses the pull back from it to swat away some of the scraps he's left laying about.]
[His attempt goes down about as well as he'd expected, but it doesn't matter. By the look of things tension is down about 60% which is good enough for him. He grabs the beers and sidles his way back over. Sets them down in the center and throws himself back into his chair.]
[There's no plan, but that's not something he's going to tell Victor goddamn Sullivan. Still wearing the edge of that glowering expression, Charlie brushes what left of his shredded napkin into a neat pile before he impatiently pulls his tablet back.]
I'm putting in for a mission this afternoon. I'll add you to the roster. Once we have the details, we'll rendezvous at our flat [--'our' said in a way that seems to explicitly cut Sully out with an added pointed glance in Chloe's direction--] and from there we'll have a maybe two hours to cram some planning in before we hit the ground.
[He graces Sully with a benevolent smile. See, he can play nice.] So keep a bag packed.
Don't-- [Chloe adds, leaning in to block off Charlie's tablet, and subsequently-- mildly-- his advice as well.] Don't pack a bag. He's not serious about that.
[Charlie straightens, pulling the tablet off the edge of the table as he does. He folds it over itself and stuffs it under his arm like an old newspaper, takes the new beer and raises it in a faux toast.]
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Well kids, what's the plan?
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I'm putting in for a mission this afternoon. I'll add you to the roster. Once we have the details, we'll rendezvous at our flat [--'our' said in a way that seems to explicitly cut Sully out with an added pointed glance in Chloe's direction--] and from there we'll have a maybe two hours to cram some planning in before we hit the ground.
[He graces Sully with a benevolent smile. See, he can play nice.] So keep a bag packed.
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That's fine. Well, if that's all- [He looks back to the girl at the bar] I suppose we can call this meeting adjourned?
[Aw hell, who doesn't like a challenge.]
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Yeah, alright. Cheers, mate.