Frances Barton | Hawkeye (hotshot_hawkeye) wrote,
@ 2012-07-17 19:18:00

The very bored and slightly overheated woman in the Happy Gilmore Mini-Golf booth held her hand out with the change, the sour expression on her face never changing. "Thank you very much and have a nice day." Frances took the change back before she tapped her fedora to the top of her head and swung her magenta pink golf club up and over her shoulder to rest. Grinning up (yes up, damn tall genes), she gave a flourished after-you gesture to the golf course before the two players. "Alright James Rogers, prepared to be owned on some mini-golf."

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	treadlightly 2012-07-21 11:01 pm UTC (link)
	"That is... distinctly possible. Not my game... so you might have a chance." he teases, twirling his own blue club about like a bo-stick or baton. "I insist though, ladies and archers first." (Reply to this)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-22 12:54 am UTC (link)
	She held the hem of an invisible skirt out and curtsied with an "Aww, ever the gentleman. Alright, here we go." The first course, the Learn-how-to-whack-the-ball-in-a-straight-line' round, she handed over one of the brightly colored, dimpled balls and put one down to line up. "Time to see how wonky these clubs are..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-22 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"You play often enough to have any idea if the clubs are off or not? I may definitely be in trouble." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-22 03:39 pm UTC (link)
	She shook the club at him. "Can you guess how many kids have played light-saber duels with these suckers over the years?" With a snort at his worry, she lined up and gave the ball a good tap. "Okay, say next time we are talking trash at work, what game would be more up your alley? Bowling? Squash? Shuffleboard?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-24 04:57 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, I'll try all sorts of stuff... I just try to know when I'm about to get my ass whipped. If you're looking for my game though, I might just have hustled a little pool and learned a few card games from the bad influences in my life." Survival skills, his aunts called it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-24 12:02 pm UTC (link)
	"No," she looked at him with a stunned expression. "Our own Boy Scout? Dirtied his fluffy white tail with dishonest games?" Laughing and shaking her head, she had to remember this tidbit next time there was someone to fleece. "Besides, bad influences are the best influences in life." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-24 09:04 pm UTC (link)
	He can't help but grin at that. "Hence the hustling bit. Someone hears the Rogers name, and figures easy mark." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-25 03:09 pm UTC (link)
	"Dumbasses," she muttered and squinted at the target before tapping the ball along. "Oh well, can't complain when they get cleaned out for their assumptions, huh?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-26 02:04 am UTC (link)
	"So you'd think. How about you, what do you get up to other than miniature golf?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-26 03:57 pm UTC (link)
	She wrinkled her nose a little. "To be honest, the 'golf' we usually play is ping-the-Blackhawk on base." She rubbed her neck and shrugged. "When the world doesn't need saving? I guess I'm play guitar with some friends, doing covers. Or eating. Eating rocks." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-27 12:53 am UTC (link)
	"You play guitar? Nice. What kind of covers?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-27 06:47 pm UTC (link)
	"Mom hoped getting me into music would distract me from the family biz," she snickered before taking her round. "Old rock stuff, the Black Keys, Queens of the Stone Age. Good bar stuff." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-27 07:35 pm UTC (link)
	"Hey, nice. I'd love to hear you play some time. With the biz and all, as you say, we don't always get a chance to get to know everyone else outside of work." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-27 11:28 pm UTC (link)
	"Hmm." She looked him up and down, judging with a crooked smirk. "Well if you don't mind probably get groped a bit, can always hit the bars when we play." She nodded he had a point, they usually only crashed together after fights when no one could move. "You're right, our lives can be hectic, huh?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-28 04:02 am UTC (link)
	"Now why should I mind a little friendly groping, hmm?" he replies with a grin. "Yeah, a bit. I grew up in the thick of it, just kind of registers as 'normal' most days." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-28 07:47 pm UTC (link)
	She snorted and started laughing out loud. "Who'd believe that a Rogers would ever say that out loud? I'm impressed!" "Exactly, our definition of normal would give others gray hairs." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-28 07:49 pm UTC (link)
	"Surprise factor is a useful tool in many situations." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-28 08:52 pm UTC (link)
	She pulled a Vana White ta-da pose. "Talkin' to a sniper, sunshine. We do it when you least expect it. Come then, show me whatcha got." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-28 11:06 pm UTC (link)
	He winks. "If the club meets with your approval, its still ladies first. So... I'll show you mine when you show me yours." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-29 12:32 am UTC (link)
	She snickered and gave a shrug. "It's as wonky as expected, but we're gonna have to aim for windmills and gulping frogs, let's do it." With a laugh she bobbed a curtsy before taking her turn. "Now, now, this is a kiddie center. Don't make those kinds of promises." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-29 01:02 am UTC (link)
	"Shall we go for drinks after this, loser buys first round, and I'll repeat the offer?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-29 09:57 pm UTC (link)
	She laughed, nodding. "It's a deal. Now stop delaying and start playing, sunshine." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

treadlightly
2012-07-29 10:54 pm UTC (link)

He grins at that, setting to trying to figure out how to do this. First thing he notices is that miniature golf clubs are /really/ not made for people his size. He manages to figure out how to lean enough to still make it work - and demonstrates pretty good aim and hand-eye coordination, and no experience with miniature golf, which sort of ends up translating to kind of average.

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	hotshot_hawkeye 2012-07-30 12:22 am UTC (link)
	She has to admit, it's pretty funny watching the son of the First Super Soldier try to use a normal-sized putter on mini-golf. He looks like he'll fall over and is far too focused on the game. Leaning on hers, she does her best to hide any laughing or smile in case he catches her amusement. "Doing pretty good there, Buckminister." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2012-07-30 02:29 am UTC (link)
	Hey, drinks are on the line. Its probably a done conclusion, but he has to at least try and give her a decent run for her money. "Still a lot of catching up to do. You didn't tell me you were a pro." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)