Bruce hasn't made many appearances in public since his arrival, but now, for some reason, feels like the time to make one exception. Coming in celebration seems a little inappropriate, considering the last couple of weeks, but he can stick to the corner and have a drink or two - no more than that, never more than that given his self-imposed limits - and risk the chance of conversation if it occurs.
He's not about to wear any kind of holiday sweater, though - even if all the clothes box continues to give him are shirts in purplish and green jewel tones. With his sleeves rolled up and his glasses still perched on his nose, he looks half-out of the lab at this point - which, coincidentally, he is.
He takes a sip from his glass, realizes the drink desperately needs ice to water it down, and starts looking around for that very thing.
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Date: 2012-11-27 11:54 pm (UTC)He's not about to wear any kind of holiday sweater, though - even if all the clothes box continues to give him are shirts in purplish and green jewel tones. With his sleeves rolled up and his glasses still perched on his nose, he looks half-out of the lab at this point - which, coincidentally, he is.
He takes a sip from his glass, realizes the drink desperately needs ice to water it down, and starts looking around for that very thing.