Pardon moi...

[chefklok]

...it seems zhere 'as been a certain amount of unrest about. To zhat end, I 'ave prepared a modest dessert buffet for your enjoyment. (You will not zhe ommission of mercury iced cake- I 'ave learned my lesson on not serving purely decorative foodstuffs.) Please, enjoy, and do not be concerned- I 'ave been in zhe service of my beloved Dethklok for

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[nugatorytm]

Hi, Jean-Pierre!

Everyone was SO glad that you didn't die in that fire or get killed by those Revengencers! But we haven't seen much of you lately. What have you been doing?

[chefklok]

If but I could, I would blush. I am but a 'umble chef and I 'ad no idea zhere was so much concern for me. Merci. *he gives a misshapen, but earnest and warm to the best of his ability, smile.*

I 'ave been doing what I was born to do- I 'ave been cooking. I deeply regret zhat Monsieur Commandant's great dinner party ended in such disaster- I really put my 'eart into everyzhing served, and I 'ad hoped zhat even in zhe event of... ah... certain social faux pas, zhe food would be good enough to cause a blind eye to be turned. Alas, I don't suppose Wolfgang Puck 'imself could 'ave cooked a meal glorious enough to overshadow what 'appened...

...I speak out of place. Forgive me. As I mentioned before, my Masters are tempestuous, as well as capricious in zheir moods. I 'ave faith all will be as it should. I fear zhat in zhe event it is not, I will be in dire straits- regardless of my talent, I don't zhink anyone would 'ire a patchwork chef such as I...

[wikdsushi]

*squees and glomps Jean-Pierre... oh*

Uh, sorry. Lemme get my sewing kit. I'll, uh, put that right back on for you, JP.

[chefklok]

*gives a surprised little sound, not used to being glomped as people are typically really grossed out by him- it's nice, and... oh, dear.* ... *looks down at his detatched arm, sighs* It's alright, Madame. It 'appens.