Office Hours, Friday

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve was in his office on Friday, looking through resources for his class and discarding the ones that seemed to have an agenda beyond 'actually educate them about this stuff.' A depressing percentage of the total wound up filed in the circular file, but between what was left and his notes and resources from the last time he'd taught this class, he thought he had plenty to be getting on with.

((Open office is open!))

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[screwyoumarvel]

"Well, if you're going to be there a lot just be warned that they have karaoke." Steve paused, considering time periods, and added, "That means they let anybody sing."

[drinks_coffeezilla]

"... Anybody." So far, this was one of the stranger things he'd heard all day. Stranger than Butters the kisses-pimp and Rapunzel's hair. "No matter how drunk they are?"

This... he kind of had to witness, now.

[screwyoumarvel]

"I think it's actually considered preferable if they're drunk," Steve said. At least that was how it had always gone on Avengers outings.

[drinks_coffeezilla]

"So you've been to one of these things, huh?" Dean offered Steve a grin. "So, never mind how terrible they are, is it actually any fun?"

[screwyoumarvel]

"Kind of, I guess," Steve said. "It's not really my thing. But then, I can't get drunk, so some of the charm was always going to be lost on me."

[drinks_coffeezilla]

"Tough break," Dean replied, looking sympathetic. He wasn't about to pry, asking if it was a religious or medical reason wasn't exactly any business of his, after all, but going to a bar and watching everyone else drink couldn't be al that much fun. "Bad singing is usually worse when you're still sober enough to know, yeah."