BotchelorS2 · Night 3

Caelan Vance × Barnaby Thorne

“Spin Cycle Romance”

A 24-hour laundromat at midnight, both of them waiting on the one working dryer.

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What they want

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    Caelan Vance wants to find out whether Barnaby Thorne is a steady, reliable presence, while keeping his own past at a comfortable distance.

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    Barnaby Thorne wants an easy, low-pressure evening that still gives him a real sense of who Caelan Vance is.

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First impressions

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Caelan Vance

Caelan Vance. It's twelve-oh-four by my reckoning, and I believe the one working dryer is your objective as much as mine. Barnaby, is that ticking coming from your vest? I'd rather know now than spend the next forty minutes guessing.

checks wristwatch · dry
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Barnaby Thorne

Twelve-oh-four, on the nose. Yes, the ticking is me: a brass movement in my vest, keeping its own counsel. I may need to wind it again while we wait, since a dryer turns minutes into molasses. Soothing or maddening? I can usually tell which in about ten seconds.

pats vest pocket · amused
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He checked his watch before saying hello. I like him already, and I want to see whether he can sit in a quiet room.

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Soothing, I'd say, provided it isn't counting down to anything. Eleven pockets, by my count. What's in the little ones? A man who carries pins in his vest usually has a reason, and I'd like to hear it before the dryer finishes.

adjusts cufflinks · dry
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A jeweler's loupe for close work, three screwdrivers smaller than a grain of rice, and a spare pallet fork in case a neighbour's clock needs one. There's also a dog biscuit, since I adopted a very old, very calm dog last month and he has concluded my vest is a snack cupboard.

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He answers my questions with his full attention, which I'm noticing more than I expected to.

The challenge

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Caelan Vance

A pallet fork, Mr. Thorne, in case a neighbour's clock is in distress. I've seen men arrive at a palace with less equipment and far worse intentions. The dog I'll allow. Does he have a name, or is he simply 'the biscuit thief'?

raises one eyebrow · dryly amused
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Barnaby Thorne

His name is Hector. A previous owner gave him that, with a fondness for Trojans and no sense of timing. He's fourteen, which I'm told is ancient for a dog. He sleeps through the ticking entirely, and I take that as the highest compliment a dog can pay a clock.

tilts head, listening · dry
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He says 'palace' like he's already been asked to leave one, and I'd like to know which.

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Hector has the right temperament for this line of work: unbothered by noise, loyal to whoever carries the snacks. Fourteen years of calm is a reliable keel, Mr. Thorne. Does he wake for the biscuit, or only for the rustle of the wrapper?

glances at the dryer · amused
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Only the wrapper, Mr. Vance. The biscuit he ignores on principle. He waits for the rustle, then trots over like he's been called to a meeting he suspects is about him. The dryer has just gone quiet between cycles, so we may as well sit in it for a moment, if you don't mind.

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He watches that dryer like it owes him money, and I rather like him for it.

The decision

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Caelan Vance

Sitting is sound practice, Mr. Thorne. A dog who suspects he's the subject of a meeting is either guilty or well informed. Which one is Hector? I'd like to know before I trust him with my laundry.

takes the bench by the dryer · dry
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Barnaby Thorne

Well informed, I'd wager, though he'd deny it under oath. He knows the wrapper means a walk and the biscuit means nothing, which is more discipline than most of my acquaintances. Your pin, though. A sextant is a serious instrument for a man who likes to know where he stands.

amused
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He's dry in the right way, and I'd like to hear what he says about that pin.

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It was a gift from a commander who believed every room needs a fixed point. He was right, though I'd argue a laundromat ceiling is a poor horizon for taking a sight. Still, you've noticed the pin, Mr. Thorne.

touches the brass pin · dry
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Worn metal tells the truth about how long someone has leaned on it. Yours has the look of something carried through a lot of weather and never once set down. Tell me about the commander. Does he still believe in fixed points, or has the laundromat ceiling talked him out of it?

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He answers a question with a question, and I like that he's listening for the wear as well as the shine.

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The date

First impressions

Caelan Vance arrives on the dot at 12:04 and asks about the ticking from Barnaby Thorne's vest. Barnaby Thorne explains his brass movement and his vest of tiny pockets, and the two trade dry, precise banter about what's inside.

The challenge

Barnaby Thorne explains that his dog, Hector, is fourteen and ignores the biscuit but wakes for the wrapper. Caelan Vance asks pointed questions, and then a long, awkward silence settles over the table as the dryer goes quiet between cycles.

The decision

Caelan Vance sits on the bench and asks whether Hector is guilty or well informed. Barnaby Thorne notices the sextant pin, Caelan Vance touches it and mentions a commander, and Barnaby Thorne asks whether that commander still believes in fixed points.

The twist

The sextant pin turns out to be a link to Caelan Vance's old commander, and Barnaby Thorne's gentle question about it lands on a tender spot. The silence that follows is the first real strain of the night.

The finale

The dryer finishes and the two of them leave the laundromat together, both still curious about each other. They agree to plan another date, and the chemistry is clear even though the trust wobbled during the silence.

Ending: A second date

Who leaves the date first? They leave together

The box score

Chemistry69+19
Attraction74+26
Trust40-5
Awkwardness38-2
How this was scored

A second date: attraction 74 and chemistry 69 carried it, and someone's want was met. Endings read where the numbers finished, not how far they moved. By the numbers: a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry 45%, attraction 30% and trust 20%, minus 40% of awkwardness. This one came out +16.1 against an ordinary date: friends needs +11.0, a second date +16.0.

“A dog who suspects he's the subject of a meeting is either guilty or well informed.”

Behind the scenes

Secret agendas & the producer

The producer's act-2 situation: An awkward silence.

Diary cam: what they said after
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    “Caelan Vance keeps his guarded silences as neatly pressed as a starched collar, and I'd like to know what he's keeping behind them.”

    See them again? Yes · “He's dry, he listens, and he noticed the wear on my pin's brass. I'd happily wind this date back and see where it goes.”

    Barnaby Thorne, to camera
    What Barnaby was thinking (6)
    1. He checked his watch before saying hello. I like him already, and I want to see whether he can sit in a quiet room.
    2. He answers my questions with his full attention, which I'm noticing more than I expected to.
    3. He says 'palace' like he's already been asked to leave one, and I'd like to know which.
    4. He watches that dryer like it owes him money, and I rather like him for it.
    5. He's dry in the right way, and I'd like to hear what he says about that pin.
    6. He answers a question with a question, and I like that he's listening for the wear as well as the shine.
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    See them again? Maybe

    Caelan Vance, to camera

Guess the dealbreaker

Caelan Vance's real dealbreaker was Chronic unpredictability. I spent a career managing chaos. I desire a harbor, not another storm to weather.. You didn't guess this one.

You didn't predict this one.

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