May 30, 2010 15:00
[Phoenix's comm turns on with a clattering of pots and pans.]
Augh. Mar damn it...
[More metallic clanking, but more controlled this time.]
Right, then. Let's see... Which of these...?
[His voice grows fainter, as though he's stepped farther away from his comm, but if anyone is really paying attention, they might hear him muttering about cups.]
they never prepared him for this,
at least he's not peeling potatoes,
uncharted depths,
this isn't what he's used to,
take you down any way i can,
he never did like the kitchen
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Not so much looking for something as trying to figure out which one I need.
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[There's a sound of something opening, then Phoenix exclaims softly.]
Ah! And the problem of cups is solved!
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[Phoenix definitely sounds in a better mood and in general better health than the last time he spoke to Marco.]
So, I'm afraid I'm somewhat out of the loop. How did things fair with Jennifer?
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We've got her trapped in Carnival for now. That seems to have almost everything up.
You sound a lot better.
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Hmm. You would not happen to know if the man who was roaming decks nine and ten and implanting jewels in people has been taken care of as well, would you?
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...Hey, uh, Phoenix. What--what's up?
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Ah, Herz! Just the man I'd like to speak to. What's the standard size of a spoon you use for tea?
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Oh--uh--
Wait, I--I don't--
What're you-w-what're you doing?
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So tell me, what size teaspoon do you use?
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[Yet.]
I merely knocked a few pots and pans off a shelf by accident.
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Ah, Phoenix?
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[She rarely pokes through other responses.]
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[She shouldn't. Not with the smile in his tone of voice.]
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