009. la tension

[un_beau_coquin]

[ action ; 1445 Mitchell Road ]

[Thanks to a certain Scout's recent birthday party and an oh so lovable not!wife's deviousness, the Spy household is currently devoid of alcohol. There happened to be a bottle of red wine hidden in the back of the pantry and Spy is currently drinking from the bottle as he cooks.

Yes, that's right: he's stress cooking.

Comments

Phone

[justdumbluck]

Are you gettin' sick lookin' at it because it's gross or because there's so much of it?

[un_beau_coquin]

Zhe large quantity of it. It's perfectly good, zhank you.

Interested in stuffing your face?

[justdumbluck]

Just makin' sure.

And if you put it like that, maybe I'll just leave you to drown in your food.

[un_beau_coquin]

[Grumble.] Do you want me to ask nicely?

[justdumbluck]

[ He sounds genuinely surprised. ]

Would you?

[un_beau_coquin]

If it means getting rid of zhis food before Pyro grows a pair and takes on zhe cheese, zhen yes. Don't be so surprised, petit, everyone reaches zheir low at some point.

[justdumbluck]

[ He laughs; this is too funny for him to feel bad for Spy. ]

Alright, then. Let's hear it.

[un_beau_coquin]

Oh Firo, would you pretty please come to my 'umble abode and feast upon zhe cheesy foods I 'ave prepared in bulk?

[It's entirely sarcastic, but his tone picks up to a mock sweet tone near the end.]

[justdumbluck]

[ Sarcastic or not, that was an even stranger experience than he thought it'd be. Firo thinks he prefers Spy as his normal obnoxious self. ]

Well, if you insist. Where are you again?

[un_beau_coquin]

1445 Mitchell Road. Et oui, I do insist. Zhis food isn't going to eat itself.

-> Action?

[justdumbluck]

Be there in a jiffy.

[ Firo hangs up the phone and is knocking on Spy's door about fifteen minutes later. ]

action;

[un_beau_coquin]

[He answers the door with his tie slung over his shoulders and his wine bottle in hand. His jacket is no where to be found.]

Bonjour, petit. Come in, I will show you to zhe kitchen.

[justdumbluck]

You look like you're havin' a rough time.

[ It was made rather plain by Spy's message and tone over the phone, but Firo still can't help but point it out.

He enters the house to follow Spy to the free food. ]

Thanks.

[un_beau_coquin]

Oh, zhis? Just my leisure outfit, nozzing to be alarmed about.

[And despite how obviously disheveled he is, he'll always deny it. The kitchen table is covered in vegetables drowning in cheese and creamy pastas. Spy grabs one that isn't over 60% cheese and slurps some pasta into his mouth.]

So 'ow've you been faring, mon ami?

[justdumbluck]

[ Firo has serious doubts about that, but he holds back on expressing them for now. ]

I've been fine, except for the walkin' corpses and still bein' stuck in this place. How about you? Did you and your teammates do okay?

[un_beau_coquin]

We were just fine. A monster Doctor attacked zhe 'ospital, but we all made it out alive It's razzer interesting to see zhat we all work well togezzer, even despite being on opposite teams. A few new faces appeared as well, making zhings easier.

[He shrugs.] 'Ow was your experience wizh zhe "zombies"?