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[The NV clicks on to show Re-l cooking, stirring something in a pan with a wooden spoon. Her hair is tied back and her sleeves are rolled up, looking less than her usual, pristine self.]
See? Look at her being the little homemaker. You're a sight to see, Re-l Mayer.
[She glares at him.]
Do you mind? I need that for the recipe. [And she snatches it out of his hands, setting it on the counter for her to go through. The camera angle is enough to show Daedalus at the kitchen table, smiling, and Raul joining him with a smug grin on his face.] If you're going to patronize me, you can go home.
And miss this? The Regent's lovely granddaughter actually cooking a meal to commemorate the day he snuffed out her life. He'd be turning over in his grave if he knew.
[Daedalus winces.] Stop, will you? Let's not talk about that. That's behind us.
[Re-l shrugs her shoulders, going down the recipe.] Add the garlic and a pinch of salt- What the hell is with these recipes and a "pinch of salt"? Honestly, why can't there just be real measurements? These directions are stupid. [She does what it says, though, finally turning around.] Are you going to break open that wine or not, Raul? [She turns her head to call to the back room.] Vincent! There's food ready; come out here.
[The security chief obliges her, pouring four glasses of what looks like a very expensive bottle of wine and handing her one.] To Romdeau, and to its remaining citizen.
[Re-l stares at her glass.] Ha. And to the rest of the world on its own without its god.
[She turns back to the pan and winces as it begins to sizzle; she turns off the stove quickly. She grabs the NV and turns it off as well.]
See? Look at her being the little homemaker. You're a sight to see, Re-l Mayer.
[She glares at him.]
Do you mind? I need that for the recipe. [And she snatches it out of his hands, setting it on the counter for her to go through. The camera angle is enough to show Daedalus at the kitchen table, smiling, and Raul joining him with a smug grin on his face.] If you're going to patronize me, you can go home.
And miss this? The Regent's lovely granddaughter actually cooking a meal to commemorate the day he snuffed out her life. He'd be turning over in his grave if he knew.
[Daedalus winces.] Stop, will you? Let's not talk about that. That's behind us.
[Re-l shrugs her shoulders, going down the recipe.] Add the garlic and a pinch of salt- What the hell is with these recipes and a "pinch of salt"? Honestly, why can't there just be real measurements? These directions are stupid. [She does what it says, though, finally turning around.] Are you going to break open that wine or not, Raul? [She turns her head to call to the back room.] Vincent! There's food ready; come out here.
[The security chief obliges her, pouring four glasses of what looks like a very expensive bottle of wine and handing her one.] To Romdeau, and to its remaining citizen.
[Re-l stares at her glass.] Ha. And to the rest of the world on its own without its god.
[She turns back to the pan and winces as it begins to sizzle; she turns off the stove quickly. She grabs the NV and turns it off as well.]