[voice] 3rd grievance.
[The SFC clicked on and for a few moments there was nothing said or seen. The only thing that could be heard was the occasional sizzle of what sounded peculiarly like a frying pan and a softly cursed 'mon dieu'.]
...bad time to ask, I know. But has anyone spoken with my idiotic brother lately? Or Mister England for that matter?
[He sounded a bit tired and worried, but gave away nothing more than that.
...yeah. He's also in your kitchen, Iceland.]
...bad time to ask, I know. But has anyone spoken with my idiotic brother lately? Or Mister England for that matter?
[He sounded a bit tired and worried, but gave away nothing more than that.
...yeah. He's also in your kitchen, Iceland.]