I'm not as think as you drunk I am (Tedward)

[Scribo Laucuna]

Scribo sat at the bar waiting for Teddy. He had apparated, so he had gotten there faster than Ted who had insisted on bringing his car. He held up his index finger to signal to the bar tender that he needed another guiness. Smiling and taking a sip, he swivled around a couple of times in his seat.

[Teddy Lupin]

Teddy pulled up, grinning. No matter what Scribo said about him acting like a stupid, slow Muggle, the one thing he loved possibly more than life itself was his car. It was a beautiful, black 1967 Chevy Impala. Pure classic, Teddy had reconstructed the worn-out engine himself-- without the help of magic, one might add. This thing was his baby, and he used every chance he got to drive it. He parked, and got out, locking the car. "See ya later, love," he said, then turned and walked into the pub.
Scribo was already there, as usual, and already drinking, as usual. Teddy slid onto the barstool next to him. "Hey, mate," he said, grinning at him best friend.

[Scribo Laucuna]

Scribo nodded to Teddy when he sat next to him. He was too busy at that precise moment to speak, as he was drinking. When he was done, he set down the pint and clapped Teddy on the back, "Hey." Then he turned to the bar wench, Jaymee. "A lager for Teddy then, love?" Jaymee smiled and, from the other end of the bar, slid a pint down to them. Scribo caught it just before it fell off and offered it to Teddy.

[Teddy Lupin]

Teddy laughed at Scribo and Jaymee, then took the proffered drink. "Thanks." He took a swig, then looked at Scribo. HOW was he going to tell him about Sylvia? Knowing Scribo, he would laugh and then give Teddy a long lecture about the foolishness of love. It had happened before, but...well, Teddy had never felt like this about a girl before. This was different. He decided to take a chance, and tell Scribo. Besides, if he couldn't tell his best friend, he couldn't tell anyone. "So, uh, the other night...I met one of the other teachers, Sylvia Anderson. She's uh, really nice...and I sort of went on a date with her."

[Scribo Laucuna]

Scribo noticed that Teddy was thinking hard about something. But he dismissed it as anxiety about getting grades in on time. Which reminded him.... He shrugged and took a swig of his lager. And then Teddy dropped the bomb. Scribo spit out his drink in surprise. "What?!?!" His jaw dropped open. He let the shock register for a few moments, then returned to his drink moodily. He wasn't going to let Teddy see the satisfaction of him falling for that. It obviously was a joke. Teddy couldn't say two words to a girl, let alone date one. Especially one he'd have to work with. Jaymee laughed at Scribo's explosion, and set about cleaning the bar. "Gee, Scribo, you consider a second job as a fountain?" Scribo gave her a look.

[Teddy Lupin]

Teddy sighed. Yeah, he could have counted on that response-- the spewing of the drink-- but not on Scribo thinking it was a joke. "Padfoot, I'm actually serious here. I...I honestly have no idea how I managed to get the nerve to ask her out, but it all happened incredibly fast, and she's...she's just perfect, Scrib," he said, he voice losing it's exasperated tone. He could see Sylvia in his mind's eye, smiling sweetly, that flower in her hair. "I'm sure you've seen her around school-- she's the one with the flower in her hair, and she's incredible.

[Scribo Laucuna]

Scribo rolled his eyes. He, too, was surprised that Teddy got up the nerve to even talk to a member of the opposite sex. Scribo usually gave Teddy a hard time about things like this, but he was in a good mood, and the way Ted spoke about her made him think twice about making fun. The one with the flower? Scribo thought about it. He didn't usually notice any of the female teachers at the school. Most of them were old and wrinkly. But he'd seen that one. "Okay, yeah, I've seen her. You've done well for yourself." Scribo once again directed his attention back toward his drink.