Early December 2012: Leena's B&B

[damncompass]

December is damn cold in the badlands. Good thing the B&B has a good heater. Due to the cold and Joshua's typical inclinations, he has been getting up a bit earlier than usual to make breakfast for Morning Meetings, which he's been running more often than not because Artie just doesn't want to leave the Warehouse in the cold. (Not that Joshua blames him in the slightest).

So this particular morning, Pete and Myka were already on a case from yesterday involving rather frightning office supplies, so Joshua was making tea instead of the usual coffee, and much less bacon.

It still smells damn good, though.

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[timelessinventor]

When they get into the hotel room, Helena pulls Joshua into a hug.

[damncompass]

He attaches to her, burying his face in her shoulder. "I'm sorry, Helena. I know this makes no fucking sense, but I'm just so damn overwhelmed."

[timelessinventor]

"Recognition can do that, darling. I know that very well." Even if Charles usually did take all the glory for it. "But that doesn't make it a bad thing."

[damncompass]

"I think some of it is just that I'm the opposite of most people when it comes to my science. I don't want to be recognized for what I'm doing. I want to help people understand the world, to make it a better, or really just more awesome place." He sighs. "I just... I don't know."

[timelessinventor]

"You've still earned it, and after this you can go about your business in peace." Helena smiles. "Now, shall we head to the shops?"

[damncompass]

Joshua runs a hand through his (really floppy at this point) hair. "Alright. I guess I can at least drag myself to shops."

[timelessinventor]

She pulls on a lock of Joshua's hair (it's falling over his eyes; this is really ridiculous). "And a barber, once we've seen to the clothes. When did you last get a haircut?"

[damncompass]

"Uh. To be completely frank, I have no fucking clue." He sighs, running a hand through his hair again. "I just... I haven't paid much attention to my hair."

[timelessinventor]

"Well, we'll see to that later. Come along, darling, no dawdling."

[damncompass]

"Heeeeey." He makes a face at her, but shakes his head and follows along. There really isn't any turning Helena down.

[timelessinventor]

Fortunately, they find everything they need in the first shop they go to (despite the clerk's reservations upon seeing all the requirements poor Joshua was faced with); Joshua's tuxedo requires some tailoring, but the shop can do that as well. Helena elects to just pick up her gown the next morning, when they return to check on the alterations.

After Joshua's haircut, Helena says, "Would you like to get some dinner?"

[damncompass]

"Oh, sure. I was assuming we were going to eat at some point." He runs a hand through his (now much shorter) hair.

[timelessinventor]

"And how often do I get to take someone on a date, darling?" Really, she would have thought that bit was obvious.

[damncompass]

"Oh..." Joshua blushes a bit, grinning. "Well, what did you have in mind then, Miss Wells?"

[timelessinventor]

"There was a rather intriguing-looking Indian place a few blocks down, if you'd be interested."

[damncompass]

"Oh, I'm certainly interested." Joshua grins. "Lead on then, oh progressive Victorian." He leans over and kisses her on the cheek, and they go out, having a lovely time.