[Video][Locked to Arcee]

[kungfugeek]

 [You can do this, PJ, you can do this. It was a question! Surely he could ask a question.

After taking a proverbial swallow of his fears, he clicked the feed on.


The only recipient? Arcee.]

Hey, Arcee was it?

[He's having a bit of time adjusting to that name. After all, it was the same one that he had bad relations with in the past. Before her time.]

Are you free this weekend?

[Oh my god PJ are you seriously doing this. Are you asking her out?]

Comments

[kungfugeek]

[You could definitely assume that, Arcee. And since Ironhide said he was pretty much one of them, why not go all the way?]

Yeah! Golfing's a human sport of some kind. Basically hit-the-ball-in-the-hole. I bet you're a natural.

[BUT DRIVING WORKS TOO oh man he's so stoked.]

Me? A power shovel.

[fugitrix]

[ ...She'll give it a go. What is the worst that can happen? ]

What exactly is the point?

[ Sounds lame. Not enough punching. ]

Slow. Are you sure you can keep up?

[kungfugeek]

[PJ ends up in the medbay again, worst case scenario.]

I think the less hits it takes to get in the hole, the better you are. Or something.

Human games are fun, but complicated. [Seriously, just hit-the-ball-in-the-hole is fine.]

Ahahaha! Don't worry, I'm faster than I look!

[fugitrix]

[ Just don't do anything stupid, since she'll have a personal debate before helping. ]

Any hole?

[ She could get a hole in one through an empty spark chamber! ]

Alright. Don't disappoint me.