[ VIdeo ]
[ The video feed cuts on, with Ella moving to take a seat on the couch in front of it. At first, she is musing idly to herself. ]
Nn, I might have to rearrange a few things - but I've about got some affairs in order. I still look like me, thank goodness.
[ To the network she chuckles. ]
I've been so busy this week I feel like I don't know if I'm coming or going. Or if I'm going to meet myself coming or going. Ever had that feeling?
[ She's about to say more when the bell rings. Blinking in surprise, she sidles off out of view of the feed but her voice can still be heard. ]
What? What the heck -- what is that? I didn't order this - it's for ... oh of course it is. But what is it ...
[ Her voice is louder now as she meanders back over to the NV, mildly weirded out. ]
Looks can be deceiving, but I think I should be concerned when someone comes to the door with something that looks like that - [ She turns it, where a uniformed man is setting down a rather large, sloshy box. ]
Let's see what's inside, shall we?
[ Again the NV is set down, and after shooing the carrier away, she inspects the box. Yep, whatever is inside, there's a whooole lot of water. With some effort she gets the box open, and carefully lifts the lid. The second there is space, a tentacle abruptly lashes out -- or flops, more accurately. Startled, Ella jerks back, knocking the NV over and cutting the feed. ]
[ A few seconds later, it clicks back on, this time with Ella outside and trying to pull the container - with the creature inside - across the large front porch towards where a cart is waiting. Only it's a bit heavy for her, and apparently she's already slipped a few times, since her clothing is a bit dirty and wet from where she fell. ]
I really... Erf -- Hope you ...-hng!- appreciate this...!
[ Why Hattie would order a live baby octopus for dinner she didn't know, but Ella wasn't cooking that poor little thing up. ]
Nn, I might have to rearrange a few things - but I've about got some affairs in order. I still look like me, thank goodness.
[ To the network she chuckles. ]
I've been so busy this week I feel like I don't know if I'm coming or going. Or if I'm going to meet myself coming or going. Ever had that feeling?
[ She's about to say more when the bell rings. Blinking in surprise, she sidles off out of view of the feed but her voice can still be heard. ]
What? What the heck -- what is that? I didn't order this - it's for ... oh of course it is. But what is it ...
[ Her voice is louder now as she meanders back over to the NV, mildly weirded out. ]
Looks can be deceiving, but I think I should be concerned when someone comes to the door with something that looks like that - [ She turns it, where a uniformed man is setting down a rather large, sloshy box. ]
Let's see what's inside, shall we?
[ Again the NV is set down, and after shooing the carrier away, she inspects the box. Yep, whatever is inside, there's a whooole lot of water. With some effort she gets the box open, and carefully lifts the lid. The second there is space, a tentacle abruptly lashes out -- or flops, more accurately. Startled, Ella jerks back, knocking the NV over and cutting the feed. ]
[ A few seconds later, it clicks back on, this time with Ella outside and trying to pull the container - with the creature inside - across the large front porch towards where a cart is waiting. Only it's a bit heavy for her, and apparently she's already slipped a few times, since her clothing is a bit dirty and wet from where she fell. ]
I really... Erf -- Hope you ...-hng!- appreciate this...!
[ Why Hattie would order a live baby octopus for dinner she didn't know, but Ella wasn't cooking that poor little thing up. ]