91. martini time!

Feb 07, 2011 18:05

[Paddy appears on screen. He's still a bit bruised, and moves a little gingerly, but he's here, and smoking, and looking a touch baffled,]

This flood. It really does make no sense, does it? Nobody's got anything remotely related, and what is this, the Admiral going 'oh, I can screw with you, just like this' [He clicks his fingers. A martini appears in front of him.]

aaaaaaaaaaaand suddenly I'm James Bond. I'm sure he had a power like this.

[He frowns at the Martini.]

I hate vermouth.

[paaaaaaaaaaaause]

I'm down some kitchen staff, so... free martini to anyone who volunteers? [He clicks his fingers again.] You'll be working with me, Laura, and Rex.

[Well, just him and Rex, actually, because his inmate hates him. He frowns a little,] Because, y'know, I don't want to break out my emergency rations.

[He clicks his fingers again, and fishes the olive out of the third martini that appears in front of him, and pops it in his mouth,] Or we can all survive on cocktail olives.

[Private to Laura]

Two things. You okay? Nothing... weird going on?

Secondly, fancy a martini? In other words, can we talk?

puts the organised in organised crime, majesty's motherfucking secret service, gotta fix this, kitchen fucking nightmares

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