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Slobo either didn't know or didn't care the racket he was making in W&P. Things were flying about until he found what he was looking for. A large selection of single articles of clothing that could easily cobble together something, a jar of hair gel, and a mirror. He wasn't happy with the mirror, he had hoped for a full-length, but beggars can't be choosers. He sat there, going through the collected clothes. First, there was a really nice red leather trench. Unfortunately, it was made for someone easily 6'5". He tossed it aside and decided to work on his hair first, since finding male clothing in his size was rather... difficult. He's so obsessed on this preening that he can, for once, easily be snuck up on by people other than ninjas.

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Slobo had been intent on remaining still. Then he simply turned to Static with a confused look on his face, his hair still slicked back.

"... Flummoxed?"

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"Confused. Perplexed. Freaking out." He shrugged. "Take your pick. Also, you're leaking hair gel."

Static gestured to a small greasy puddle on the floor.

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"Awww.... frag... I knew Katara was usin' too much..." He said as he picked up his foot and grimaced. "And I ain't freakin' out. Just..." What the hell. Katara would probably tell him anyway.

"I got a date... wit' Roxie..."

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"Ah, a date with a girl who can kill you before you even realize somethin's wrong. I know how that goes..."

Static's dating history is not exactly a pretty thing.

"Alright, you want some advice?"

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"From a guy?" Slobo said, looking both ways before falling to his knees and begging.

"PLEASE! These girls all have different ideas..."

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"Okay, first things first, your hair. It's fucked five ways to Sunday. You need to fix it, and badly. Gel's not a bad idea, but a little goes a long way; you want to tame it, not force it to join a circus. Second, what's your plan of attack?"

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"Uh... Plan?" Slobo looked at Static curiously. "... I got nothin', man. We're gonna see a movie... Hey, I know there ain't a 'Die Hard: The Musical', but what about a musical version o' Demolition Man?"

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"Not to my knowledge. I take it she's a fan of musicals... well, you're gonna want something that sparks for both of you... lemme think here..."

There's a long pause; Static had the option here to give him a turly horrible musical, one that would haunt Slobo forever...

He snapped his fingers. "Got it. You wanna take her to see Rock of Ages. It's a musical about Rock. You get a musical vibe, and Bon Jovi. What could go wrong? After that, or maybe before, dpeends on when you're doing this, you're gonna want to take her out for some food. Somewhere nice, but not too nice. Think Mid-scale. Not black tie, but not tie-dye, either."

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"Uh... Okay..." Slobo blinked as Static was being decisively helpful. "Like... So... No bars that serve wings?"

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The was a long pause before he replied.

"I want to say 'no', but it goes against everything I stand for. Look, taking a girl to a bar isn't an entirely bad idea, it's not just a great one either. Bar's say 'I want to be your friend' not 'I want to date you'. Think slightly more upscale than bar, but not full restaurant.. like a tiny Italian place that has good beer and wings. Classy, but not overpoweringly so."

If there was one thing Static knew about, it was screwing things up with the 'I want to be friends' idea. And the way he was now seeing it, if this worked out, fantastic. If it didn't, at least it wouldn't be because he didn't try to help.. Slobo was his bro, after all.

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Slobo thought about it, and beamed.

"A pizza joint? Like the one we had in Happy Harbor, with the tacky red and white checkered tablecloths... Would that work?" It did seem to fit perfectly into Static's guidelines. And if he remembered correctly, it had a menu that went from standard pizza to slightly classier pasta dishes. Or subs, if you were on the cheap.

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"Yeah... That'll work. Just, ah, don't get the subs. Don't get anything that seems real cheap, for that matter. You don't want to impress her too much, but you don't want to undersell, either."

This was a mistake he'd made before.

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"Right, no subs, Rock of ages, minimum on the hair gel..." Slobo repeated, as if committing it to memory. "Anythin' else I should know?"

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"Well, two other major things to keep in mind, and that's all there is to it; number one, be yourself, but a more charming, better you than you really are. And number two, don't f&*k up. Once you f%^k up, the natural response is a nervous issue, which can throw off your whole game for the night and leave a bad impression. When you do screw things up (and trust me, we all do at some point), you've gotta try and find a way to roll with it. Maintain the illusion, as it were. If the center can't hold, the whole thing falls apart.