Quattro Stelle: Voice/Action
[Marisa's in the middle of arranging her ill-gotten gains for maximum aesthetic value when the switch happens. Disoriented for a moment, she goes to steady herself and nicks her hand with her sandwich knife.] Ow!
[Wait. Sandwich knife?]
...Okay, these aren't my clothes. That's not my knife. Why am I making a sandwich, ze?
[Taking a moment to take it all in. Some guy in a bathrobe, in the middle of making a sandwich. WHAT.]
[She drops the knife and extends her hands outwards.] Love Sign! Master Spark!
[...Nothing happens, except for confusing the hell out of some customers. Thankfully. Marisa!Arthur does start to panic, though. To her (his?) journal, and...]
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, ZE?!
[Wait. Sandwich knife?]
...Okay, these aren't my clothes. That's not my knife. Why am I making a sandwich, ze?
[Taking a moment to take it all in. Some guy in a bathrobe, in the middle of making a sandwich. WHAT.]
[She drops the knife and extends her hands outwards.] Love Sign! Master Spark!
[...Nothing happens, except for confusing the hell out of some customers. Thankfully. Marisa!Arthur does start to panic, though. To her (his?) journal, and...]
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, ZE?!