Thirty-Fourth

[gen_cross]

[the sound of heavy footsteps, dictated]

It's worse than the plague... holiday spirit. The cold is a horrible time for women's fashion, but an excellent time for spiced rum.

Eh?

[a pause as he spots Komui in the hallway]

Oh. It's you.

Comments

[ dictated ]

[cafesupervisor]

[ this is Komui humming something cheery and generally happy, before he sees Cross and heads to him ] Ah! General Cross, what a pleasure it is to see you!! Enjoying your time off from your duties, I'm sure.

[ dictated ]

[gen_cross]

[fabric rustling as Cross pats himself down, looking for a cigarette] I was on a dangerous mission for four years, training an apprentice, diligently avoiding the Earl... it's only natural a man would relax in paradise.

[ dictated ]

[cafesupervisor]

It's very natural. Anyway, why are you not in the holiday spirit, too? Or are you still racking up debts for poor Allen-kun?

[ dictated ]

[gen_cross]

I haven't had my holiday drink.

[footsteps as Cross draws in closer]

Hey, are you questioning my methods? The boy needs no pity.

Got a light?