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[stokerwasahack]

Voice PostTony's kitchen is a disaster. He can survive on frozen dinners and pizza delivery when he has his body back. I refuse to do the same. There has to be something that resembles real food in this City. What is it about the twentieth century that reduced men to pulling whatever tasted the least foul from a grocer's freezer for their meals

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[thatsmyjob]

This is why I find myself often feeding him, his dietary habits make me facepalm.

I have some actual food in my kitchen if you'd like to come down to apartment 5 and I'll make something.

[stokerwasahack]

I barely know you.

[thatsmyjob]

True but Tony knows me and I haven't poisoned him yet.

[stokerwasahack]

Vicki hasn't poisoned him yet, either. That's hardly a vote in favor of her culinary efforts.

[thatsmyjob]

Well Tony seems to be a particular fan of a well made prime rib with roasted baby potatoes and sometimes I can talk him into a green vegetable if I add bacon fat to the equation.

[stokerwasahack]

I was thinking of something a little more raw.

*Has a Thom staring at the computer for a few minutes*

[thatsmyjob]

But, Tony's not a vampire.

Err well I guess right now he is, since he's in your body but since you're in his body you ...

I'm confused.

[stokerwasahack]

It isn't easy to return to a solid diet after more than four hundred years on a liquid one. At least blood pudding or blood sausage or rare steak would taste vaguely like what I'm used to.

[thatsmyjob]

Well, I think I could probably fake my way through a blood pudding but I don't think I could manage the sausage.

[stokerwasahack]

Which is why I need a restaurant or at least a cook from England.