Mouse (to Poppy): I don't think that's how the song goes.
Poppy: The talking cookies, they're back! Oh no, it's just Mouse... (to Mouse) Don't scare me like that, honey! My phone was under a plate of cookies.
Mouse (to Poppy): Have you started on the Egg Nog, already?
Poppy (to Mouse): Started, honey? That's implying we stopped.
Vincent (to Mouse): I may be chemically composed entirely of alcohol now. Send help. Scantily clad, attractive help.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'll see what I can do...
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. It's OK. If I can't be rescued, I think I'm perfectly content to languish here with Poppy.
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): Don't hurt yourselves... Christmas isn't until tomorrow.
Vincent (to Mouse): How R U doing, darling. Did U ever talk 2 ur man? Did he freak?
Mouse (to Vincent): Actually, it went better than I thought... He spoke to the lawyer & he was going to ask me to watch the film with him. So, thank you for suggesting that I talk to him about it.
Vincent (to Mouse): I'm shocked. SHOCKED. OMFG. Shocked. Did I mention shocked?
Mouse (to Vincent): Tell me how you really feel about it... :-P
Vincent (to Mouse): I might B shocked. I just can't believe that he is actually going 2 let U watch that movie & that he's going 2 watch it WITH U. R U OK with that? I know ur not the biggest connoisseur of porn, let alone porn that might star ur b/f.
Mouse (to Vincent): I am absolutely terrified... I mean, what if I giggle? What if it's really weird? What if I actually like it? Gah... Sorry, I think I may have had too much coffee.
Vincent (to Mouse): I think U may have, 2. Make sure 2 put whiskey in ur next cup. Deep breaths, darling. I'm sure there will prolly B nervous giggling, so don't worry abt that. I hesitate 2 send U the link, b/c I don't want U 2 B more nervous than U already R, but I found the review of Eep's film I read. Do U want me 2 send it 2 U?
Mouse (to Vincent): Umm... yeah send it to me... I've put booze in my coffee.
Vincent (to Mouse): OK. I wish I knew if this were the rite thing 2 do. Here it is, darling: [See Movie Review]
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh dear god... I don't know if I can do this.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh sweetie. U don't have 2 watch it U know.
Mouse (to Vincent): No, no, I'm ok. I think the initial shock has warn off. I told Eep I'd watch it with him. Hell, if Wanda could watch it, I can. I've deejayed fetish events, I think I can handle an amateur "art" film. I'll just take a very clinical approach to watching it. Besides I've seen every John Waters film. It'll be ok... Just remind me I said all this.
Vincent (to Mouse): Will do. Just keep telling urself, it's not Divine. It's not Divine.
Mouse (to Vincent): is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?
Vincent (to Mouse): Honestly, I'm not sure. At least U know there won't B any poop eating.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank goodness for that.
An hour or so later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey, I forgot to ask before you headed home... Are you going to head back over here tonight or tomorrow?
Eep (to Mouse): Well, that depends on how quickly you think you'll get sick of me. When do you want me to head over?
Mouse (to Eep): We have yet to reach my Eep tolerance threshold, so feel free to head back over whenever you want... I'm in the midst of cooking.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. So, you have a tolerance threshold for me, eh? Why am I not surprised? I'm, uh, just actually finishing something up for you. I'll give you a call or send you a message when I'm done.
Mouse (to Eep): I was kidding, by the way... I happen to like you being around. Besides, Otto has been sitting by the door ever since you left.
Eep (to Mouse): Waiting for me to come back into the house so he can attack me, no doubt. And I was teasing, too.
Mouse (to Eep): Sorry, I was distracted by soup & couldn't tell context. :-p I think Otto's decided you belong to him, plus he always seems to be in your lap when you're here. He's trying to make you like him, that or he thinks you're his mom. :-p
Eep (to Mouse): He's trying to lull me into a false sense of security & if he thinks I'm his mom, then he's got some REALLY serious problems.
Mouse (to Eep): I didn't say he was smart.
Eep (to Mouse): I'm more worried about him being nuts. :p
Mouse (to Eep): I think if he was going to attack you, he would have done it by now... but I understand your concern. Cats are tricky.
