entranceway | ( video ) chapter two: i want to know what love is

[ when the feed opens on becky's face, it's obvious from her expression that she's trying to hold back her excitement about something. her grin seems to say she knows something that everyone else doesn't know — and, well, it's something everyone has probably been wondering about since tuesday. at least, the ones she'd subjected to being set up. she would have attempted to hide her identity as the person responsible for the blind dates for longer than a few days, but she's simply dying to know how they all went and the only way she can find out is if she outs herself. or she could just stalk everyone, but this way is much easier and much more direct. ]

Soooooo... [ the vowels fluctuate in a sing-song manner and she stares expectantly at the screen, brows raised. ] How was everyone's Tuesday? I'm dying to hear all about it.

[ yeah, she's really not trying for subtlety here. she might actually die from excitement at this point the way she's practically holding her breath. it's almost like she's saving it all in case she needs to let out a powerful fangirl screech... sadly, that probably won't happen. maybe next time, becky. ]

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[ oh, come on, ned, it couldn't have been that bad. dean's a good guy! though, of course, she has no idea about their history in wonderland, she obviously just figured a pie maker and dean would go well together. (dean has weird sexual tension with like every guy he ever talks to, anyway. and maybe she thinks ned looks sort of like sam...)

she continues to grin at him like she's done nothing wrong, because obviously nothing bad could have happened between the pie maker and dean winchester. ]

Sure was! It might have been a little too custom tailored for Dean, but I hope you had a good time, too. That was the whole point.

[It was worse than bad. It was a traumatic event, one which Ned would like to forget as soon as humanly possible.]

If by 'good time' you mean 'spent the majority of it having to cower in fear while trying to avoid my imminent death at Dean's hands,' then yes, I had a good time.

[Translation: the Pie Maker did not have a good time.]

Have we even met?

[ okay, now that just doesn't sound like dean. he's only that defensive if someone pisses him off, and becky isn't aware of anything happening between them... ]

Oh, he's not that scary. I'm sure you were both just nervous! [ she leans in closer to whisper: ] He's never been on a date with a guy before, cut him some slack.

[ she sits upright again and grins a little sheepishly. ] Um. Now we have? [ there hasn't been any stalking going on, none whatsoever... ]

No, you seem to know me.

[The Pie Maker could have easily guessed that Ned had never been on a date with a guy before, but then, the Pie Maker had not been on a date with a guy before, either. Let alone one coordinated by a third party, leaving the two of them in an awkward and potentially-volatile lurch.]

Who are you?

[ becky just smiles brightly, as if there isn't anything wrong with this situation. ]

I'm Becky! I'm sort of a friend of Dean's... [ "friend" being a very loose term... at least as far as dean is concerned. ]

[...oh.

Oh, no.

Ned knows that smile, that is the smile of someone with very strong affections and opinions and predilections toward personal space invasion - he is blessed to have a video camera between them, her attitude screams Olive Snook like a klaxon horn in your ear at four in the morning.]

'Friend' seems generous,

[he replies with a prickly air, arms folded tightly over his chest.]

I would appreciate it if you didn't try to play matchmaker again.

[ well, there's no need to be rude, ned. how dare you call her out on her relationship status with dean. her lip juts out into a pout. ]

Okay, fine, we're not exactly "friends," but I know him. And he knows me. I ... might know him a little better than he knows me, but it's all really complicated and none of your business!

[ hmph. ] Don't worry, I won't be. [ at least not with you!!! ] Most of them were busts, anyway... [ and she does seem genuinely upset about this. ]

[This isn't rude. You haven't seen Ned rude.]

You sort of made it my business when you tried to set me up on a date with the guy, [he points out, raising a large and impressive eyebrow.] Maybe ask next time?

[And also, you know. Exclude Ned entirely. Thanks.]

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