❛ No problemo, squirt. Listen—— I don’t coach just anyone in accents, but for my little bro? I gotta hook you up with some level five acting skills! Look, look, look, here comes a waitress. Watch && learn. ❜ Cooper grins from ear to ear && moves his stare upwards to eye the waitress that was walking to their table, before she got there Cooper glanced over at Blaine mischievously excited as if they were doing something they weren’t supposed to do.
❛ We’re havin’ a whale of a time over here! Tried to go to a Chinese restaurant but it went all arseways on us! The bread sticks here are quare good, lassie. Quare good indeed. ❜ he exclaims over enthusiastically in his long time coming practiced Irish accent. At this point he was so proud of himself that when the waitress walked away to go refill their drinks, he let out a sound of awe. ❛ That performance was outstanding. See, Blaine—– now that is how you be Irish. ❜
His nostrils flared at the pet name but Blaine didn’t mention the dozens of times he asked Cooper to stop. Cooper was on a roll and interrupting would only turn the focus back on him joining in. “Watching and learning, Coop.” OH GOD! Blaine realized this act was about to get a stage when Cooper’s eyes took on a mischievous spark. His hand lifted from the table, fingers curled and pressed the knuckle of his pointerfinger against his upper lip. No stopping this train. The waitress was going to get hit by it whether he tried to or not.
Blaine shrank to a small ball in his seat, feet coming off the floor and tucked under each thigh as he tried to virtually disappear the best he could. He watched the look of confusion on her face, offered her a fast ‘sorry but he’s my brother’ smile and then snapped back to Cooper with a look of AWE. “Yeah, wow. Just..consider my mind blown. It was that good. Laddie,” maybe a little quip of an attempt that finished with a beaming smile and a tilt of one shoulder towards Cooper –check it out! yeah?!–. Didn’t hurt to give in a little, yeah?
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