Lunchtime Challenges

Expected? That made it... kind of tricky, actually. There wasn't any clear yes or no expression on his face.

"That would depend who's expectations you're talking about, so that's a firm 'depends'," Jude said after a moment.

Gyan and his companion exchanged a quick look with each other, and then turned their attention back to the question and answer game.

It all came back to the kitchen because Augustus had been off the trail. Cookbooks, after all, could be in the kitchen, and each successive question only seemed to wind him deeper. Jude was fairly confident he wasn't going to make it when, at the last possible moment, Augustus pulled the answer out of his hat.

"It would," Jude said with a small laugh. "I kind of thought I'd lost you totally. That said, that's the absolute last question - so technically, if I get it on questions one to nineteen, I'll win."

Which was going to be a challenge.

Jude started with his own questions, narrowing things down carefully. The problem was that, six or seven questions in, Jude knew what it was... but guessing a 'cell phone' got a no.

"Another round," Jude pointed out. "We've played your round, but we still have to play mine. If I guess before you, then that means I did better. Otherwise, the person guessing would be at a disadvantage."

For someone so smug, he did somehow manage to have opened himself up for a major loss.

Jude wasn't going to drag it out though, and he went straight into his questions, working down the list he'd made in his head to narrow it down. The problem was that, six or seven questions in, Jude knew what it was... but guessing a 'cell phone' got a no.

He was speeding through questions, even as he realized he was slipping too close to the end. He hadn't been worried about winning or losing since he had found out the prize, but even so his brows furrowed increasingly tightly together as he tried to work it out.

"You're a poor sport," Gyan's friend said, making a pointed look at Augustus. He was playing against a teenager, and yet he was smirking at him just the same. Jude hadn't even lost yet, and there he was, doing it anyway.

"It's fine," Jude said, waving it off. "It's just a game."

He continued on with his question, right up until the last one, at which point he simply waved a hand.

"I'll concede. I've got no idea what it is, exactly."

"You mean... in the present?" Jude said, raising an eyebrow. A pager had never occured to him, albeit not for the reasons Augustus thought.

"Really, he just didn't get it because you cheated around the actual answers," Gyan's friend said, showing some of his anger.

"Please," Gyan said quietly, doing his best to calm him down. They were an odd pair, slightly mismatched in temperments, but Gyan's sushing didn't quite get him to calm down.

"Screens of a pager are almost never made of glass, it would be inefficient. The pager also always has more than four corners, because it's not flat. They're also predominantly green. You only won because you cheated around the actual answers."

"It doesn't particular matter," Jude said. "I wouldn't have gotten it, even with the correct answers, and it's all for fun anyway. I've lost three times already, which absolutely puts me out of the running anyway. I'm not going to argue for a redo or anything. It's not worth the time."

If Jude was being honest with himself, he was a bit annoyed. But Gyan was right there, and Gyan was all about harmony and understanding. He wasn't about petty arguments, which made his choice of friends that much more strange. He actually looked kind of embarrassed at the whole thing.

"I'll see you around sometime," Jude said, pushing himself upright. He kind of hoped he didn't - the man seemed like a bit of an ass.

He'd wait for Augustus's own goodbyes, and then head off with his two Regalia in tow, shooting each other looks as they did.