Third course [video]
[it's just after sirens; Sanji is walking down the street with the snow falling in his hair and into the grocery bag he's carrying. At least he's wearing a winter coat? It looks pretty new, even though it looks just like the leather bomber jacket he had back home.
Also, guess who has no idea how to filter his NV to a select group? THIS GUY]
Ugh. This snow is shitty. The streets are shitty. And now I'm out after dark, wonderful. Oi, guys. I'm on my way, I'll make dinner when I get back, but I'm running a little late. I had to find a coat and it took me longer than I wanted.
That reminds me...I was cleaning up Robin's office after the earthquake and I found something. It was hidden behind the newspaper article in the frame. Thanks to that we should all have enough to buy winter clothing, but it got me thinking about whether I should try to get a j...
[pause, both in walking and talking. He heard something nearby]
...shit. What's coming around now?
Oh, hell. Damn dogs. I hate those things. [he looks down into the NV] I'll do my best not to ruin the food, but this might take a little while. Sorry, guys.
[the feed clicks off in the middle of him dashing to meet a pair of rope-faced dogs]
Also, guess who has no idea how to filter his NV to a select group? THIS GUY]
Ugh. This snow is shitty. The streets are shitty. And now I'm out after dark, wonderful. Oi, guys. I'm on my way, I'll make dinner when I get back, but I'm running a little late. I had to find a coat and it took me longer than I wanted.
That reminds me...I was cleaning up Robin's office after the earthquake and I found something. It was hidden behind the newspaper article in the frame. Thanks to that we should all have enough to buy winter clothing, but it got me thinking about whether I should try to get a j...
[pause, both in walking and talking. He heard something nearby]
...shit. What's coming around now?
Oh, hell. Damn dogs. I hate those things. [he looks down into the NV] I'll do my best not to ruin the food, but this might take a little while. Sorry, guys.
[the feed clicks off in the middle of him dashing to meet a pair of rope-faced dogs]