A. 838 Hastings Boulevard, Afternoon
[Well, after yesterday's poisoning, neither Edgar nor Marcell has had any milk today. So you know what that means...]
Marcell, m'boy! Come down here, would you? It's time we had a man to man talk.
[He seems to be holding a large kitchen knife, while he's at it. Which is strange, because there's nothing on
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Afternoon, neighbor!
((ooc: I'm okay with LeChuck getting killed! I think they'd be evenly matched.))
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Howdy, neighbor! Isn't is just a lovely day?
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[Edgar gives a large conspiratorial wink and laughs.]
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Lovely day, isn't it? I'm afraid I can't stop, though! I have business to do today!
[He's grinning happily, not bothered by her tone. And still wielding the bloody knife.]
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The town's fault? Why, how could our lovely Mayfield do anything wrong?
And what is it that you're about to do, neighbor? No need for any arguments!
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[... he says, still wielding the knife, vaguely menacingly, which is completely at odds with the expression on his face.]
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Now son, I am your father, and you will obey my commands.
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