At least it doesn't seem like you want to kill me...
Where: A nondescript restaurant.
When: Shortly after this
Who: Yakko and the Brain
What: Explaining why they know each other for different things.
Warnings: References to murder, but nothing to extreme probably.
[About an hour or so after meeting up with Yakko and eventually realizing that this isn't the one he remembers, the Brain is sitting in a chair of a restaurant (actually, he's sitting in a small table on top of the much larger table) slowly drinking a really small cup of coffee. He looks at the door impatiently.]
He's late... [Indeed Yakko was, not extremely late, so far, but this was a rather important meeting and he was getting mildly anxious that Yakko would suddenly burst down the doors with a look of blood lust on his face.
He sighed as he took another sip of coffee, still waiting for Yakko.]
When: Shortly after this
Who: Yakko and the Brain
What: Explaining why they know each other for different things.
Warnings: References to murder, but nothing to extreme probably.
[About an hour or so after meeting up with Yakko and eventually realizing that this isn't the one he remembers, the Brain is sitting in a chair of a restaurant (actually, he's sitting in a small table on top of the much larger table) slowly drinking a really small cup of coffee. He looks at the door impatiently.]
He's late... [Indeed Yakko was, not extremely late, so far, but this was a rather important meeting and he was getting mildly anxious that Yakko would suddenly burst down the doors with a look of blood lust on his face.
He sighed as he took another sip of coffee, still waiting for Yakko.]