[ Hey mansion! It's a video transmission of Daniel in his
best period gear, sort of aimed towards people he knows but broadcasted to everyone because he doesn't know how to programme it otherwise because he's just a nice, inclusive guy. ]Would anybody like to join me in a drink? The, ah... well, it would be more pleasant to choose than to be forced
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Where to?
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I thought --
I thought perhaps my quarters. What use is a parlour if one never parles?
[ Well... it's not like the parlour hasn't seen some action. That's the reason for the falter, in fact. But it's been rearranged since then, and beyond the Victorian-ness it looks nothing like the room whose floor Daniel bled out on those months ago. ]
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Let's try that again then, all inconspicuous-like: ]
I- I mean, I, um, I'll be... right over.
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If you got a bottle of whiskey with my name on it, I'm game.
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[ Daniel is clearly pleased by the positive response. He gets to bro with Dean and talk more about these horseless car dealies! ]
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[Oh, right. Certain niceties are in order.]
...what's your room, again?
[He's pretty sure he's never known what it was, actually.]
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[ He answers without hesitation. Dean is a cool guy, and Daniel is trusting despite everything. That's the kind of habit that it's difficult to stop. ]
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That's right! This girl!
If it helps his delicate sensibilities at all, she's not even dressed like a common whore or whatever this time; there's not even much cleavage at all showing!]
A drink? And just what kinds of drinks does someone who looks like you have?
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Nothing that you can afford, I am sure.
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Oh, so you're charging people to be your friend?
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[ Hey! She was supposed to be wowed by his burn, not fire back! ]
I meant that fine drinks are clearly outside your means.
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