[ VINGT-DEUX ]

[subserviently]

... still no sign of Miss Merry. This does become a touch difficult than I would expect. Seeing Lord Cain in such a troubled state is burdensome on my mind...

Comments

[lebaron_depinay]

I used to know someone who made the most delicious soup from Marveilles, if you'd like the recipe, monsieur.

[subserviently]

Marveilles? I haven't heard of that name before... Ah, hello there, sir. A recipe for soup? That does sound interesting. Might I request the type? My Lord Cain could use something delicious to ease his spirit.

[lebaron_depinay]

But of course~ It's a seafood soup, as Marseilles is on the coast. If Monsieur Cain is fond of seafood, then he might like it.

[OOC: Ye gods, I apologize for misspelling Marseilles. DX I don't know where Marveilles came from...]

private :: moderately

[primum_nocere]

...already, you pay me in full.

private :: jezebel

[subserviently]

How do you mean, Doctor?

private :: moderately

[primum_nocere]

How is that not for me alone to know, Mister Raffit?

private :: jezebel

[subserviently]

Because it concerns doing something he claimed would not be permitted on me, Doctor.

You risk much.