Caedyn departed almost in sync with his arrival, as if she'd left the oven on or her clock was ticking or some shit like that. Bradley did not flinch from her eye contact. He reveled in it. Good to know that he made a difference in her life. Wasn't that what most people wanted to do? Caedyn's glare was intended as insulting. Pitying. The look of exasperation, of 'you are no longer my business', a look Bradley knew all too well. Rather petty, in Bradley's view. But he had been exposed to that look, of abandoned social obligation, of exhausted patience, that it struck a chord with him. Nostalgia. Happy memories. Positive connotations. All that gay shit.
He gave her an exaggerated smile, and tipped an invisible fedora.
And blew a kiss, but she was no longer looking at him at that point.
Darius followed her. Bradley more than understood why people would not be fond of his company, but he was more of a laugh than Caedyn was, if nothing else.
No disrespect towards Caedyn intended, of course, he had nothing against her, but come on, Darius.
You're a Floyd, for fuck's sake. Where's your blood loyalty?
Was blood loyalty a phrase? Sounded like some Game of Thrones shit. Or some Nazi shit. One of the two. Either way, not a phrase he'd use again. Except to annoy people.
He reciprocated Jerry's hand gesture, but was too distracted by this glorious new opportunity, to stir some shit up, engage in some amateur sleuthing, that he stopped by Darius and Caedyn, and forced himself into their business. Jerry would understand. Golden opportunities and all that. He'd be kicking himself later if he didn't take this chance now.
"To your Nintendo?" Bradley said, with every emotion blown out of proportion, the minor anachronism a reason for teasing of the highest order.
"Two things: no-one uses Nintendo as a noun to describe the company's handhelds anymore. This isn't the 1990s. Their monopoly has ceased, Darius. And secondly, Nintendo? Really?"
Bradley knew Darius liked his Nintendo games, and it was a preference he understood. But that wasn't important right now.
"Only grannies and five year old girls play Nintendo games these days, Darius. Get with the times. Like," and he rolled his eyes back, preparing his best Valley Girl impression. "Ohmygod you're never gonna get laid playing Princess Peach games."
He then turned to Caedyn. "And Caedyn, please! Don't eject yourself from this conversation so prematurely!"
He was setting himself up for a sick burn, but he didn't mind.