[Audio - Chrissie's own ID]

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine had put off taking the cure on deck seventy-six for as long as reasonably possible. The thought of doing anything that could damage her throat alarmed her no small amount. When it became clear that passengers were not being allowed to leave quarantine without taking it, there was little option left. It was either take the cure and deal

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[iffadogcandoit]

Well, it's god that you are doing well, Miss. Would you like me to bring you anything?

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[notalkodarkness]

[Can you hear the smile in her voice, Toaster? Cause it's totally there again and she can't even help it.]

Toaster .. I'm glad you're well. I .. perhaps some tea? I'd ask for a bit of company, but I'd not make you uncomfortable ..

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[iffadogcandoit]

[Toaster...can't do tea. With that aquaphobia, he doesn't plan on getting near a kettle. Toast on the other hand...]

Why don't I bring you some toast, with butter and jam?

[That pouch he'd found in the luggage room has proved to be pretty useful.]

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[notalkodarkness]

[Chrissie pauses a moment and then laughs softly, nodding though he can't see it. Her voice is soft and amused.]

I think toast would be lovely, Toaster.

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[iffadogcandoit]

[Toaster arrives shortly, two slices of bread neatly in hi slots and his back at his side. Feel free to adjust his settings to your liking, Christine.

He uses his plug to knock.]

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[notalkodarkness]

[Christine moves to the door at the knock and opens it. She pauses for a moment as she finds no one there and then looks down, her look of confusion softening as she sights upon Toaster sitting there.

She reaches down and picks him up, setting him gently on the top of her desk and plugs him in. She adjusts his settings to a light toast and pushes down the lever, sitting on the edge of the bed to wait for it to pop.]

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[iffadogcandoit]

[He remains silent and still as Christine takes him to the counter, his back leg secretly adjusting that bag.

The toast pops within minutes, a perfect light golden shade and steaming. Enjoy!]

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[notalkodarkness]

[Oh, would ya look at that?! Perfect toast! She takes it out of Toaster and then happens to see the little bag attached to him. She takes it and finds the condiments necessary to prepare it to taste.

She uses the included knife and butters and jams the toast, enjoying it and the company of the silent Toaster. She smiles after that first bite, speaking to him as she eats.]

It's lovely, Toaster .. thank you.

[She is not expecting a reply, but she can't not thank him for bringing it to her.]

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[iffadogcandoit]

[Toaster is grinning like a dork on the inside. Another proud customer is really making Toaster dislike this place just a bit less.

He would have said "You're very welcome, Miss." While Christine is turned to her toast, Toaster watches her proudly with one squinted eye.]

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[notalkodarkness]

[Well, you make a darn good piece of toast, so you deserve the praise, little buddy! As she's looking away, she's really not expecting any sort of reply. She had accepted Zee's explanation that he would not speak or move if a human was watching him.

She had not considered the technicality aspect of the rule..

Sooooo, when she hears his response, her head lifts in surprise and she looks at him. Of course, he's just a normal everyday looking toaster again. She blinks rapidly and then giggles in delight, a smile blooming most happily.]

You're a positive delight, Toaster! I will admit .. this is possibly the most perfectly toasted bread I've ever had. Clearly, previous toasters did not match your talent and focus. ♥