[ voicemail ]

[ninjaservant]

This is Obi. If you're looking for Master, he's having a bit of an upset stomach, so if you need to leave him a messa-

[Zen's voice in the background: OBI! KNOCK IT OFF!]

Whoops, gotta go~!

[click.]

[ooc: IDK EITHER.]

Comments

[sweeperesque]

[... pffff, what. Once she finishes laughing, she actually brings up what she wanted to.]

Hey Obi, think you could do me a favor?

[sweeperesque]

Considering that you're helping me out, it's kind of the least I could do to get you some added assistance.

Matthew might want in on it. [at least, in convincing Zen] That okay?

[ninjaservant]

[amused] I'm curious to see what Sir Matthew would try.

[sweeperesque]

I'm inclined to believe that it would at least be to our benefit.

[ninjaservant]

Then I'll send him a message. I'll tell him that you have a favor to ask of us and that you'd like to speak to both of us in person about it. How does that sound?

[sweeperesque]

Sounds perfect~

[ninjaservant]

What day should I tell him to meet you?

[sweeperesque]

Hey, I've got a pretty lax schedule. Whatever works for you.

[ninjaservant]

Hm... This Friday, then?

[sweeperesque]

That works.

... so, as for earlier, was that a yes or a no to the Santa hat?

[ninjaservant]

...

[sighs, but there's a wry smile] I guess if I'm doing this, I might as well complete the image.

[sweeperesque]

[A laugh and she claps her hands happily.]

You'll be the spitting image of Mister Claus, I'm sure.

[ninjaservant]

Hm...but isn't he supposed to be rather...well, large?

[sweeperesque]

[A wave of her hand.]

Details. Stuffing a pillow up your shirt would throw you off-balance and it'd be unnecessary.

[She's thought this out. :|]

[ninjaservant]

[Stuff pillows up my shirt...?

a wry chuckle] I thank you for that.

[sweeperesque]

[That gets a laugh out of her and then she smiles.]

Nah, I think I should be thanking you.