[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

The receptionist finally let them in because Red showed his gun and ID, claiming he was impersonating the FBI.

What wit!

Flora doesn't have much love for bars, and she prefers to study programs in the library during college.She glanced at Rhett next to him, who frowned, and seemed unwilling to rub against couples who were twisting their hips or huddled together.

Sitting at the bar, Flora ordered a low-alcohol cocktail, and Rhett chose a glass of water without coffee, ignoring the bartender's "Don't tell me you're underage" look.

"Red, you don't seem to like this place." Flora glanced at the men and women in various costumes intoxicated on the dance floor.

From the inside, this bar looks like an elegant place for middle and high-end people, not like those low-end "diving bars".What is being played on the stage is a popular soothing piece.

"Well, not really, I usually come to this kind of place for gatherings with Bau's colleagues." He paused and continued, "But in comparison, I still like quiet places that help me think."

He had clearly admitted that he liked coming here before, but his behavior was just the opposite.

The doctor must have something to hide from her. He is a profiler, but his lies are full of loopholes.

Flora tentatively asked: "Actually, I also like a quieter place, why don't I go back?"

"Let's stay for a while..." Reid's eyes were a little erratic, trying to hide something, and then changed the subject, "Do you know the historical origin of the bar? In the beginning, in the western United States, cowboys and robbers liked to gather together Drinking in the tavern. Since they all came on horseback, the tavern owner set up a crossbar in front of the tavern door to tie the horses..."

"Later, cars replaced horse-drawn carriages. Some bar owners were unwilling to dismantle the crossbar, so they removed it and put it under the counter to give customers a foothold. It was loved by customers, so the tavern was gradually called a bar (note: the crossbar is also bar in English). Now people Think of this as a place to socialize and hold parties." Flora followed the information given by Wikipedia, followed Rhett's speaking speed, and finally pulled a smile, "Since you always come to this kind of place with your colleagues , why are there no girls yet?"

Reid took a sip of water in embarrassment, and licked the water stains at the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, maybe I don't understand style?"

"Don't understand the style?"

As soon as the words fell, an elegant blonde girl wearing a feather mask put a hand on Rhett's shoulder, her voice was frivolous and seductive: "Hey, this handsome guy, are you interested in having a song with me. "

Flora noticed that Rhett's eyes stayed on her for a while, and the raised circle turned a quarter of a circle to stop. He habitually raised his lips a little and said to the young girl: "You know How loud is 78 decibels?"

The blond woman shook her head.

Reid entered the doctoral science mode and continued: "This has exceeded the upper limit of the human eardrum's comfortable upper limit of 75 decibels, and music on the dance floor can often reach this volume. Listening to it for a long time will make people feel tinnitus and neurasthenia..."

"Come on, you really don't understand style." The blond girl nudged her dissatisfied and turned to leave.

"Look, that's it." Rhett frowned innocently and shrugged, "I'm clearly explaining science."

Flora couldn't help sniggering at the side for a long time. When Reid turned to her helplessly, she just suffocated her smile and responded: "You talk a lot, those people don't understand the style."

"Hey, beautiful and charming Miss Witch." Flora first saw a strong arm supporting her side, and then sat a man dressed as a vampire in a suit with a hood on the bar chair beside her.

He motioned to the bartender to bring him the same cocktail as hers, and took a sip: "Are you alone?"

"Not really." Flora raised her eyebrows and glanced at Reid on the other side.

"Oh, so is this boy drinking water pretending to be an adult on Earth your boyfriend?" Flora could see the man's provocative eyes on Rhett.

Flora turned around and looked at Rhett with a smile. He was obviously a little angry, but he opened his mouth when faced with this question and didn't say a word.

"Well, we are good friends." Seeing that Rhett was a little at a loss, Flora added by the way, "He is pretending to be the FBI."

——She gave you a chance.

"The charming lady witch, can the elegant vampire baron invite you to a dance?" The man stretched out a hand in front of her.

Flora looked sideways at Rhett again. He was staring at the hand intently, his eyes were covered with a layer of disappointment, and he was rubbing the glass bottle with his hands restlessly.

"Do you know how loud 78 decibels is?"

Flora's words clearly confused the man in front of him.

"Then do you know what is the upper limit of human eardrum comfort?"

The man's eyes have changed, more like complaining about the inexplicable and unreasonable.

She ignored his expression and sighed helplessly: "It seems that you don't know, but the earthling man next to me knows that I would rather spend time with earthlings drinking water than brainless vampires." I'm so sorry for chatting together."

After the man left, Flora met Rhett's burning eyes as soon as she turned around.

"You said...you prefer to stay with me?" Reid asked after hesitating for a while, with a little excitement in his tone that couldn't be restrained.

"You heard me wrong. The definition I gave is clearly 'water-drinking earthlings'." Flora humbly stopped talking and took a sip of her cocktail.

"But you clearly used the definite article 'the' to refer to me..." Rhett's words really made Flora quibble.

"..." You won the doctor.

The cocktail bottomed out, and the small amount of low-concentration alcohol made Flora, who rarely drank normally, feel her cheeks getting hot.

"Do you want to dance?" Flora pondered, wondering if the doctor would refuse in a scientific way.

Rhett was startled reflexively, obviously not believing his ears, his brown pupils looked at her in disbelief to verify the authenticity of this sentence, and gradually his eyes softened a little bit. "Of course," he said.

"Then I'll take you to a quieter place." She put down the goblet she was playing with in her hand, there was a crisp sound between the bottom of the glass and the bar counter, she straightened the wrinkled hem of her robe, and jumped off the bar chair .

There is also a small curtain at the back of the bar, which covers a door. The bar owner has built a hacker gathering place here. Of course, they have no illegal activities here, just a pure communication place.

The world with the door open is another quieter place, with a space of about 200 square meters, playing "Sleepwalk" (&y's sleepwalk) played by Santo and Johnny, surrounded by round tables, and several people are sitting on the computer Yes, there are few people at the bar, one of them is wearing glasses and the one closest to the bartender is the hacker owner of this high-end bar. His face has appeared in the avatar of the forum, and that time he posted a post to hype his bar .

When he saw a new face, he took the initiative to lean over: "Sorry, we are not open to outsiders."

"I'm on my own." Flora leaned close to the bar owner, blushing and whispered something in his ear.

The boss's eyes suddenly became friendly, he made a gesture of invitation, turned around and sat back at the bar.

"What did you tell him?" Rhett asked puzzled.

"Sign, this is a bar opened by an IT person. Only people in the circle can come in." Flora smiled a little awkwardly.

She won't say that the secret code here is: Apple Pie, my wife, I will give you monkeys!

That boss is his obsessed follower, so even the password is so... bad.

Flora came to the center of the dance floor and stretched out a hand: "Can I?"

Reid's eyes focused on that hand, and then he slowly stretched out his hand. His cold fingertips touched, and along the soft fingertips, the two hands gently hooked at the second joint near the palm. live.

"Red, can you dance?" Flora posted, the difference between her and Rhett was more than half a head, who was less than 1.7 meters.

"I haven't trained specifically, but I don't think it's bad for others to skip." He breathed on her forehead, his itchy, slightly trembling voice was a little nervous.

"I won't." Flora smiled and blinked, and almost stepped on Rhett as soon as she finished speaking, "Sorry, I should have asked Google about the pace before jumping."

She brought him to a place with no one just because she didn’t know how to do it_(:3」∠)_

One of Rhett's hands was already attached to Flora's waist, and the soft touch made his steps stiff.

"I think I should be better than Google." The fragrance on her hair touched his nerves.

Flora's other hand was also on Rhett's back at this moment. He was so thin that he seemed to be able to touch the bones.

"Then omniscient doctor, please explain how to dance for science." There was a faint smell on his body, like the fresh scent of books on the pages of books.

On the empty dance floor, hands are clasped, and the steps are the simplest.

The story will not be so smooth, halfway through the dance music, all the lights and sounds disappeared in an instant.

Flora took a wrong step in the sudden darkness, her forehead bumped against Rhett's chin, and the two of them were almost stuck together, and then she felt something hard below her, and immediately froze in place .

"Oh, damn it, I shouldn't be on pornnet! The sound and light system controlled by the computer is poisoned!" The complaint came from the direction of the bar, followed by a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard.

Flora didn't know what to do at this moment, her brain was in a mess.She seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat and... Rhett's.

After 3 minutes, the lights and music reappear.Flora immediately took a step back, but when she looked down, she saw Rhett's matching gun hanging on the side of his trousers in a ridiculous posture.

"Are you okay?" Rhett saw her look strange.

Oh Flora, what are you thinking, you bastard!

"It's okay... Well, it's time for us to go too." She hastily covered up.

"Then I'll take you back." Reid was very worried that the door would be discovered.

Out of the bar, Flora suddenly stopped, turned her head maliciously, stood on tiptoe and gently kissed the corner of Reid's mouth, and then smiled triumphantly: "The spell has been lifted, people on Earth Doctor, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Every part of the kiss has a special meaning, and she chooses where the face meets the lips, which means the only step left.

After that kiss, Rhett stood in place like a log that couldn't be slowed down. He no longer looked surprised, but was stunned.

It took him a long time to recover, there was something else in his eyes, bright, but he couldn't see clearly.

"You really don't want to say anything to me?" Flora swore, she had never hinted at a member of the opposite sex so clearly.

Reid subconsciously touched the kissed lip with his hand, and closed his eyes uncomfortably. He took a deep breath and licked the corner of his mouth, as if he had made up his mind: "Lopez , Morgan and I broke down your door."