[video]
[The video flickers on with a flash of what should be a very familiar grin, before it's set down with a casual toss. Immediately obvious is the fact that the video is taking place in a very nice bathroom, and that Grell is adding bath salts and perfumes and rose petals into a very nice and very hot bath, and has managed to figure out a way to turn the water and the bubbles pink. There's even a bar of dark chocolate sitting on the rim. As for him, he's in a very red towel - he goes to pull off his glasses and sees the feed recording, and instead of doing the normal thing and turning it off, he grins and tosses his towel over it. So everyone just gets the sounds of him spoiling himself and gloating.]
My, isn't this luxurious? Of course, it's really the only thing fit for a gentlewoman such as myself, certainly after the horrid trials I've been put through! As far as I can see, this is simply what I'm due for the hideousness I've experienced in these last terrible two months.
[Splashing noises, followed by a very satisfied sigh and, to anyone familiar with it, the distinct noise of chocolate being snapped off.]
My dearest gratitude extends to the dear Major, of course, and precious War. Certainly for getting me back my scythe. It's simply dying of thirst - just like I am! Ah, what I simply wouldn't give for quality blood to soak my blade and hands in. It's been far too long. [A...giggle. A girlish one.] I'm looking at you, Mr. Bond. And before all of you policemen start snapping at my heels like hungry pooches, do recall that it's ungentlemanly to treat a lady as you've treated me. It was simply a matter of time before I bid your substandard facilities and your terrible manners adieu.
[It becomes obvious he's probably just waiting for the feed to time out - and eventually it does, but not before he adds in one last (and probably hideous) comment to anybody who'll listen.]
And Tyki, dear, you're always welcome to join me.
My, isn't this luxurious? Of course, it's really the only thing fit for a gentlewoman such as myself, certainly after the horrid trials I've been put through! As far as I can see, this is simply what I'm due for the hideousness I've experienced in these last terrible two months.
[Splashing noises, followed by a very satisfied sigh and, to anyone familiar with it, the distinct noise of chocolate being snapped off.]
My dearest gratitude extends to the dear Major, of course, and precious War. Certainly for getting me back my scythe. It's simply dying of thirst - just like I am! Ah, what I simply wouldn't give for quality blood to soak my blade and hands in. It's been far too long. [A...giggle. A girlish one.] I'm looking at you, Mr. Bond. And before all of you policemen start snapping at my heels like hungry pooches, do recall that it's ungentlemanly to treat a lady as you've treated me. It was simply a matter of time before I bid your substandard facilities and your terrible manners adieu.
[It becomes obvious he's probably just waiting for the feed to time out - and eventually it does, but not before he adds in one last (and probably hideous) comment to anybody who'll listen.]
And Tyki, dear, you're always welcome to join me.