Poppy (to Mouse & Eep): Did something happen last night with Vincent?
Mouse (to Poppy): I don't really want to talk about it... go ask my brother.
Eep (to Poppy): Um. Well, Vincent & Mouse had a fight. Why?
Poppy (to Eep): Well, he wants to come visit, which I don't mind. But he seemed upset...
Eep (to Poppy): Wait. And you're... concerned?
Poppy (to Eep): of course, plus I'm not good at emotional stuff.
Eep (to Poppy): And I'M your first choice? Really? You must be worried. I already know Mouse too pissed at him to talk. Shit. I'll fucking talk to him then, I guess. Jesus Christ.
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you.
Eep (to Vincent): So what the fuck happened with you two last night?
Vincent (to Eep): Nothing. Not a thing U have 2 worry ur pretty head abt.
Eep (to Vincent): My girlfriend and her brother, also a friend of mine, are fighting about a guy I used to live with. Yes. Let's please make this MORE awkward by pretending nothing happened.
Vincent (to Eep): Y don't U ask my "sister" if it's so awkward?
Eep (to Vincent): Because I'm asking you.
Vincent (to Eep): She's not rlly my sister, U know.
Eep (to Vincent): Really? You two sure fucking fight like family. And you're both hard headed as fuck. Just because your panties are wadded up your ass right now doesn't mean you're not goddamn family! Mouse has been freaking out over you for DAYS. She sat up with you on your goddamn couch all night! She's been scared shitless for you. She thought something terrible had happened. That we were gonna have to call the cops. Worst of all, she thought it was her fault. So don't give me that bullshit about her not being your "real" sister. From what I heard, she's BETTER than your "real" family. So shut the fuck up about it and tell me what fucking happened.
Vincent (to Eep): I know she is. U think I don't know that? I know that! there's no way I can repay her 4 what she's done 4 me. I know that. I'm not as big an idiot as every1 thinks I am.
Eep (to Vincent): Look, just... Jesus! I never said you were an idiot. OK. Well, I have said that, but I don't think you're actually stupid. For the love of Christ! Just tell me what happened. If there is one person who understands what dealing with Asher is like it's me. OK? I wish it wasn't, but there you go.
Poppy (to Eep & Vincent): Ummm, I hate to interrupt this emotional outpouring... but I really hope one of you is meeting Mouse for coffee.
Eep (to Poppy): No, I'm not. Why? What's going on?
Poppy (to Eep): Not sure... just got a strange from her about not being able to talk cuz she's meeting someone for coffee.
Eep (to Mouse): Hey, um, are you OK? What's up? (to Vincent) And you, Vincent... I'm through dicking around with you. What the fuck happened?
Vincent (to Eep): I ... I made out with Asher in the bathroom of the café.
Eep (to Vincent): Did he force you to do anything, or threaten you at all?
Vincent (to Eep): No.
Eep (to Vincent): OK. So then we don't need the cops. OK, look, it's alright. All that jackass needs is for you to let him talk. So don't freak out.
Mouse (to Eep): Nothing much... ran into a friend, sitting & having coffee. Why?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh, thank God! I'm trying to get Vincent to talk to me and he's being all nuts and Poppy's all hoped up on Drama-stosterone... She was freaking me out. Whew! OK. Glad you're OK. Sorry I interrupted you with early 20s bullshit. :p
Vincent (to Eep): Y R U being so nice 2 me? Aren't U angry?
Eep (to Vincent): Um, because I'm not a total dick?
Mouse (to Eep): Ummm, yeah about that... I'm hiding in the corner of the café because the Creep just walked in with some other dude.
Eep (to Mouse): What? Is this just a "oh what a surprise I ran into him", or a "hey that's the creep, I'm following him" situation?
Mouse (to Eep): This is a "Hey, I ran into Delia, got coffee with her & looked up and saw the Creep walk in and now don't know what to do."
Eep (to Mouse): Just ignore him. He should just ignore you.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, you'd think so... but he & his friend are coming this way. shit.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh shit!
Mouse (to Eep): Apparently, he recognized us from the club...
Poppy (to Mouse): Punch him.
Mouse (to Poppy): Hush you.
Vincent (to Eep): Thank U, BTW.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Whatever. It's not a big deal. How come you got so upset?
Vincent (to Eep): Humiliation mostly.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. I get that. Anyway, don't worry about it. (to Mouse) How are you holding up?
Mouse (to Eep): He's trying to schmooze us...
Eep (to Mouse): God, that fucking sucks. I'm so sorry. Are you OK?
Poppy (to Mouse): Have you punched him yet?
Mouse (to Poppy): No, not yet... (to Eep) Delia & I are leaving now... I think I've had my fill of bullshit, plus he just started asking us about Vincent... I can't deal. I'm going home, making myself a drink & possibly taking the hottest shower.
Eep (to Mouse): Want some company?
Mouse (to Eep): In the shower? ;-)
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Shit. I, uh... I didn't mean it that way. But, uh, I don't wanna say no.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I'll need help scrubbing my back... I'm sorry. That 2 hour ordeal has made my brain mush.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. That's OK. I'm not going to complain some sexy lady asked me to wash her back.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh my...
Eep (to Mouse): Oh... um. Sorry. I, uh... Heh.
Mouse (to Eep): I really hope that means you're on your way over here.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Sure. I think I can be persuaded.
