1/25. Turnabout Return

[objectiondenied]

[ The video clicks on to show the front pockets of a grey sweater and a dusty wood coffee table and an empty sofa. There's a staleness to the apartment, as if it hasn't been cleaned in weeks, which is pretty likely. The wearer shifts, pulling his right hand from his pocket and running it across the table before lifting his hand out of the screen. ]

Comments

[video]

[notadartboard]

Hey! There's a face I wasn't expecting to see.

[video]

[notadartboard]

[Nick, you're talking to the guy who goes into a spasm of wiggle-dance in front of every woman he meets. No judging here]

Guess as long as nothing terrible happens in the meantime, I'll be seeing you there. Assuming I can escape the kitchen for a while, of course.

[video]

[objectiondenied]

[Sanji, a slightly more charming Larry?]

If not, I can always sneak in.

[video]

[notadartboard]

[and equally inept]

Heheh! Sure, and keep the poor lonely cook company over a bottle of wine. I could go for that. Heaven only knows what kind of help I'm going to have, or lack thereof.

[video]

[objectiondenied]

[BFFs made in RP heaven.]

You got it.