Case 212 [Accidental Video]

[manofgnee]

[Hanna's setting up the kitchen table in his apartment for what appears to be a fancy, almost romantic dinner for two. The whole apartment looks a bit cleaner, well put together, as if somebody else is there to keep Hanna's boundless insane messiness in check.]

Okay, table set, got the candles, the flowers...Should probably put something else on,

Comments

[prettyspeedy]

Hanna? Are you okay? [Was that a date set up?]

(OOC: Bodyswapped deadly_legacy)

[manofgnee]

[ooc: xD OH, snap, he won't even realize.]

[Hanna blinks. OH, crap, his device was on.]

Aaah! I'm fine, fine! Just...well, my inability to cook is getting in the way again.

[prettyspeedy]

Is your pizza burnt?

[manofgnee]

...yeah...this is sort of my third time making it too.

[totallyinaband]

So. You're making dinner for Neil?

[manofgnee]

Well, yeah...or, I'm trying to, anyway...I've sort of burned the pizza 3 times now.

Burnt pizza makes for a crappy romantic dinner...

[totallyinaband]

Date night, eh?

[Don't laugh, Stills. This is too awesome to fuck up yet. He is just going to slowly inch his finger over to the controls to make sure he saves this broadcast...]

[manofgnee]

[Dick move, Stephen. Dick. Move.]

Heheh, yeah...

[dulcisnuntius]

You know, you'd really think you'd stop being a total disaster magnet for one minute of your life. Ever. Guess not, huh?

[manofgnee]

I know, it sucks, huh.

[YOU WILL NEED TO GIVE HIM SO MANY APOLOGIES AFTER THIS WEEKEND DULS.]

FFFF EVERYONE IS GETTING A FRUIT BASKET COME MONDAY

[dulcisnuntius]

[Oh. She likes you, Hanna. You're easy to crack.]

It certainly does, yes. At least if gives you something to blame for the fact that you've never had any friends.

GIVE HIM 2 AND WE'LL CALL IT EVEN.

[manofgnee]

Hey, Duls, that's majorly uncool.

[illgrowoutofit]

[Honey, he's home! Neil lets himself in, coughing on the thick smoke pervading the room. As soon as he gets the breathing thing back under control, he calls out.]

Uhmm, hey!

[manofgnee]

[Aaah, fuck, Neil's home early.]

Ahh...I can explain, I swear! The smoldering black thing on the counter was supposed to be pizza, and this was all supposed to be very romantic!!

[He puts on his best sheepish smile.]

Sorry, hon...

[illgrowoutofit]

'S uh... [Neil looks really apologetic now, too.] Boss let me off early. Sorry, I didn't know you were...

[He glances around, noting the dim light and the flowers and the other thoughtful little touches. Dude, Hanna, you pay so much attention to stuff.

Have a casual kiss on the cheek. Hi.]

You tried to cook? [Equal parts admiration and scepticism. That's reallyreally nice but it's kind of been established that Hanna and ovens do not mix well.]

[manofgnee]

[Hanna blushes and nods, staring at the ground.]

I did...in retrospect, you think I'd learn from several failed attempts, but I'm just too damn stubborn...

[He shrugs and kisses Neil back.]

...want to just order pizza instead?

[mghtbconcussed]

[...] You're having a romantic dinner with Neil?

[manofgnee]

Well, yeah...we are married, after all...

[mghtbconcussed]

Oh. That's---great, Hanna. Congratulations.

I need to...go. I hope you have a great dinner.

[And she very abruptly shuts the device off.]

[manofgnee]

[...why do people keep reacting like that about him and Neil?]