[Text] un: jackpot

[often_impaled]

Will moonlace for pizza.

[That's it, nothing else of value is texted. There's no added information, no limits listed, or preferences for that matter. The only other addition to the text is an attached picture featuring great abs and very low slung pants and little else.

Dante figures that it'll get the point across without saying anything more.]

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[often_impaled]

[Dante eyes the ears with interest, those are cool. The animal traits here are endlessly appealing to him. It just wasn't like this back home. There were more demons, sure, but not a lot of variation on the average human otherwise.

He could get used to this, maybe.]

It's not amazing, but it's not piss water. [Dante flips over an overturned coffee table with his foot, and then he kicks it in front of the couch, hard. It skids and stops exactly where it should be, and Dante makes his way over with Noiz's beer.

He plops down on the couch, and sets the drink on the table.] Have at.

[zunge]

I'll take it then.

[He eyes that stunt with the coffee table, watching as the man flips it over with just his foot and sends it skidding into place.]

Not a bad trick.

[Pizza box goes on top. He takes the beer for himself, twisting at the cap. The bandages wrapped around his hand help quicken that removal, and he tosses the cap aside like a crushed cigarette butt before sitting his ass down.]

[often_impaled]

It's better than the soda.

[Which tastes like shit. Dante isn't bothering with drinks at all, why waste any stomach real estate on liquids when there's pizza to devour?

And Dante also nods at the sort of compliment, it's not something he even thinks about as a trick. He just does things, many of them incredibly over the top and stupid, and yet they just work out somehow. He's also not used to having an audience for them.

It's not a bad thing, he decides.]

I have my moments.

[Dante opens the box immediately, and goes after a slice. It's everything he wanted. Meaty, cheesy, greasy and absolutely the kind of stuff that pizza snobs would turn their noses up at. And it goes right into his mouth, this is everything he wanted today.]

[zunge]

[Noiz takes a slice for himself. Dante did say to someone else he'd split a large enough pizza. He takes a swig of the beer and swallows before taking a bite.]

Were you expecting a lot of offers?

[He's seen people offer before, but not in exchange for pizza or just being fed in general.]

[often_impaled]

[Dante shrugs, he figured he'd get at least one offer. But not enough promises of pizza to have to schedule in when people are stopping by.]

I didn't really expect much of a reaction. But it was worth a shot.

[He's not super aware of how things work here as far as amassing moonlacing partners, or how many people offer themselves up monthly. But this was lighthearted, and it got a surprising amount of attention. So Dante feels like it worked out well enough.]

[zunge]

[So much chewing and swallowing. He eats his slice of pizza like a seasoned pro. Once he's got most of the chunk in his mouth swallowed he speaks up again:]

Demanding pizza must have made it stand out.

[He'll finish off that slice quietly, then lick any grease off his fingers till they're clean.]

[often_impaled]

It must be pretty boring around here if this is a stand out offer.

[Dante watches Noiz lick his fingers clean with quiet interest. It's not like he's desperate or anything, he knows he needs to Moonlace to get by, but that's not the same as actual want. He could excuse it as this place just messing with his head, but he knows better. Noiz is attractive. And it's been a while. So the promise of Moonlacing is a push in the right direction of something he'd actually want.

The promise of things feeling better than it would back home doesn't hurt.

He's thinking about this more than he really needs to. So he pushes away the thoughts, and decides that it's time to go for another slice.

This one doesn't last any longer than the first.]

[zunge]

People just don't get creative, or they come off as desperate. One woman offered tech skills once?

[Yeah, he remembers that one quite vividly.]