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[rockgoddesslave]

As there have been questions about our glorious organization, and the way it works. While much is secret, of course, my lovely angel is hosting a picnic for those that wish to join ACROSS. While the masses, of course, can rarely understand the beauty and joy that is ACROSS, we wish to reward those few that can. Thus, if you wish to come, our

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[ilpacock]

*at the grill*

[latrine_orderly]

Lord Il Palazzo, Lord Il Palazzo! Can I have mine rare? Like really rare? Nigh-on-bleeding?

[ilpacock]

Would it be preferable for you to prepare your own hamburger?

[latrine_orderly]

NOSIR! Please make it however you like! CHAR IT UNTIL IT'S BLACK! Your Excel will eat it dutifully even if it's a crisp briquette of crunchy black carbon!

[ilpacock]

Here.

*have your damn rare hamburger*

[latrine_orderly]

Oh, Lord Il Palazzo! Your kindness and generosity and GRILL SKILL has produced a banquet befitting the gods! It's so wonderful I'm reluctant to eat it!

[ilpacock]

Too rare?

[latrine_orderly]

...*whimper*

[ilpacock]

Return it to me.

[latrine_orderly]

IT'S FINE IT'S GREAT I'LL EAT IT!!

[rockgoddesslave]

*juuuuuuuust starin'*

[ilpacock]

What is your preference on the preparation of your hamburger?

[rockgoddesslave]

I believe I would prefer well-done, my lord.

[ilpacock]

...I will prepare it well-done.