Poppy (to Vincent): Hey honey, I brought you back a latte and a croissant.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oooo! Thank you, hun. You're a girl who knows how to gain my undying affection.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, if I had known that getting you coffee was all it took, I'd have done it ages ago. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): What can I say? I'm an a boy of simple pleasures. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): I wish I didn't love the coffee & tasties at 3 Cats so much because Oliver is really starting to make me uncomfortable...
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh dear. Is Oliver having trouble with the "let's be friends" routine?
Poppy (to Vincent): It seems like it. It's just a bit odd. He just mentioned that he sent flowers to my place, because he thought I'd like them. I mean, I realize that I'm hard to resist, honey, but I already made it pretty clear that I'm not interested at all.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that certainly sounds like someone who is hoping for more than "just friends."
Poppy (to Vincent): I toyed with the idea, simply because I figured it would solve a lot of complications. But, there was simply no, pardon the expression, honey, spark for me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, hun, this might be a last desperate grasp on his part. Hopefully, he'll settle down after this. Heh. I certainly have no room to criticize someone for being over zealous.
Poppy (to Vincent): I certainly hope so, honey. I think I've had my share of automatons behaving badly. I don't think you've ever done anything that would count as overzealous with me. Or have you & I'm just dense?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Probably not. I have calmed down a bit in my old age, but considering the way I met both Mouse and Eep... I don't have a lot of room to judge.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, whatever overzealous way that was, look how good it turned out for you. You got a great sister & uh, an Eep. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. He is an entity that can only be described by his own name: "Eep." I'm afraid I had a bad habit of following people around when they piqued my interest. It didn't always end quite so well.
Poppy (to Vincent): Aww, I bet you were adorable, honey... Of course, you STILL are.
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm tempted to agree with you, of course, but if the truth MUST be told, I was a bit of an awkward teenager.
Poppy (to Vincent): Weren't we all, honey? I was a right mess.
Vincent (to Poppy): You know how it is, hun. Anything worth having is worth waiting for.
Poppy (to Vincent): I suppose that's true, honey. But, sometimes, I just more in the mood for instant gratification... What's got you so thoughtful and introspective today?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm? Oh. I'm sorry, hun. I seem to be making a habit of this "introspective" thing. Isn't that dreadfully dull of me? Partially, I'm going over my monthly expenses in my head. I'll need to get a second job, if I retire from pirating. I'm afraid I cannot live on my bar-tending salary alone.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, it's a shame you don't know anyone that's looking for a roommate or has a spare bedroom... Oh wait. I think you know one of each, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, I certainly do. Heh. I didn't realize you were looking to get a roommate, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm not actively looking, but it would definitely make sense as I'm not going to be able to support myself with the part-time job, but I've become accustomed to certain lifestyle and well, I like living with you. Of course, you could always go ask Robert & Wanda?
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that would certainly make things easier on both of us, and it would save you having to buy quite as much furniture. And oh good heavens NO! I love Robert and Wanda, but I could NOT live with them.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, so do you wanna be my roommate, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): It certainly sounds like a good idea to me, hun. I'll talk to my landlord after the holiday is over.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll keep my fingers crossed, honey. Do want to go over with me and look at the apartment? I apparently need to go over & do something with the flowers from Oliver, and pick our bedrooms out.
Vincent (to Poppy): Sure, hun. Hee hee. Why do I get the impression we won't fight over bedroom size, but closet space will be contested dearly?
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, honey, you should probably take the bedroom with the walk-in closet. Despite my usual fashionable appearance, I actually don't have much of a wardrobe, at the moment. I had to leave a lot of my clothes with RoboPoppy & despite the fact that she's not using them, I doubt she'll return them to me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that hardly seems sporting of her. I suppose she's hoping Klaude and the wizard will get her old body repaired.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, not to mention, the fact that she seems a bit spiteful & jealous, too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. I wasn't going to mention it, but she's on the rampage more than a little, isn't she? I'm afraid that's my fault. She wasn't happy when she arrived at my apartment and found you there, and I'm not sure I can blame her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I hope I don't sound callus when I say this but, I don't really care. She had my life for over a year & made a mess of it. I regret the day I volunteered for that stupid experiment even if did save... Uh oh. Nevermind. And, you & I are friends, so she's just going to have to get over it.
Vincent (to Poppy): I was going to ask you how you got mixed up with this whole automaton business in the beginning but I'm guessing it's not a story which you can share.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well honey, did RoboPoppy tell you anything about our former employer? I need to know how much you already know, so I don't repeat myself.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know a little bit, hun, but not from your automaton self. What I know, I've gleaned through the Davenport sisters and the work I've done for him myself. Most of what I know is hearsay, I'm afraid. I know our Wizard friend is a clockwork creation himself. Heh. Believe it or not, Eep was the one who confirmed that for me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, to put it simply, I was the guinea pig for that. He wasn't always made of clockwork. The original was murdered by Smythe on orders by Edison.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh, sweetie! Good heavens... Well, I can't say that I'm surprised that you were used guinea pig. Your former employer is... Well, I've said it before. I know he's a genius, and I'm sure he's a great man, but he and I don't see eye to eye on a lot. So, Edison hired Smythe to put a hit on Mr. Wizard? That explains some things. I wish I could say I'm shocked.
Poppy (to Vincent): I volunteered for it, honey. He didn't force me. At the time, I didn't have much to lose & there were people that needed help. And, I thought I could do some good.
Vincent (to Poppy): I didn't mean to imply you were coerced, hun. I suppose I'm still a little angry at the Wizard. No... That's not right. I'm mad at myself for taking part in something that got Eep kidnapped, and my sister abducted and tortured. I'm afraid Nicola just doesn't factor human reaction, or their feelings, into his experiments. But, he didn't force me, or you, to volunteer for anything. I suppose it's unfair to hold a grudge against him. At least for my own poor planning.
Poppy (to Vincent): He wasn't always like that, but he changed after he was betrayed by Edison. I'm certainly not making excuses for him, just more of an explanation. He wanted to help people & made a lot of sacrifices.
Vincent (to Poppy): You're right, hun. My anger is misplaced. I know. I'm... Well, I have no one to blame but myself.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, don't be so hard on yourself. I'm sure you thought you were making the best choices with the information you had at your disposal. I'm sure if you had known the outcome, you would have made different decisions.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, of that there is no doubt. Don't worry, hun. I'll get over myself sooner or later. I'm fine.
Poppy (to Vincent): If you say so, honey. I'll see you later, I'm off to work.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo! Shoot. So do I! I'll see you later, hun.
Several hours later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey sexy man, can I come by the club & be your fangirl? :-)
Eep (to Mouse): Ha ha! What? Sure! If you want.
Mouse (to Eep): I've been missing the club recently. But, since we live together, I'm kinda glad we don't work together, anymore. Cuz that would be weird. I don't want us to be that couple. :-)
Eep (to Mouse): So... you don't want to wear those matching outfits I got us?
Mouse (to Eep): Hmmm, matching outfits, you say? I may have to rethink my stance on being that couple.
Eep (to Mouse): Uh... Yeah. I was totally lying.
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh hey honey, I'm happy to see you, tonight.
Mouse (to Eep): That's okay... This group of girls in front of me will not get the fuck out of my way. Are they hitting on you or Jules? :-p (to Poppy) Hey Poppy! What the hell are you wearing?
Poppy (to Mouse): You like? I was a bird of paradise in a magic act... I thought it would be fun to surprise Vincent in it.
Eep (to Mouse): What? I dunno. Jules, I'd guess. Want me to tell them to fuck off?
Mouse (to Eep): No, that's okay... But if you could just make a path for me & Poppy to get through that would be nice. (to Poppy) Ok, that makes sense. I thought you looked like a sexy cockatoo.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah, come over this way. There's a... Poppy. What the FUCK are you wearing?
Poppy (to Eep): I had to assist a magician at work & I thought it'd be fun to wear the costume, honey. (to Mouse) Honey, that's sweet & all, but I don't swing that way... Just kidding, for you, I'd swing that way. :-p
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you. You look damn handsome, tonight. (to Poppy) HAHA, I'm really glad I know you're joking.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, thanks. You look pretty cute yourself. (to Poppy) Riiiiiight.
Poppy (to Eep): I am not joking, honey. Why would I make that up?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Well, considering your love of fucking with me and your weird ass taste in clothing, can you blame me for being wary?
Poppy (to Vincent): Hey honey, can I get a dirty martini when you get a second?
Vincent (to Poppy): Of course, hun! That's quite the outfit you're sporting.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey...
Vincent (to Poppy): Here's your martini, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, how was your night, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, rather uneventful until you showed up.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oooo! Thank you, hun. You're a girl who knows how to gain my undying affection.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, if I had known that getting you coffee was all it took, I'd have done it ages ago. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): What can I say? I'm an a boy of simple pleasures. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): I wish I didn't love the coffee & tasties at 3 Cats so much because Oliver is really starting to make me uncomfortable...
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh dear. Is Oliver having trouble with the "let's be friends" routine?
Poppy (to Vincent): It seems like it. It's just a bit odd. He just mentioned that he sent flowers to my place, because he thought I'd like them. I mean, I realize that I'm hard to resist, honey, but I already made it pretty clear that I'm not interested at all.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that certainly sounds like someone who is hoping for more than "just friends."
Poppy (to Vincent): I toyed with the idea, simply because I figured it would solve a lot of complications. But, there was simply no, pardon the expression, honey, spark for me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, hun, this might be a last desperate grasp on his part. Hopefully, he'll settle down after this. Heh. I certainly have no room to criticize someone for being over zealous.
Poppy (to Vincent): I certainly hope so, honey. I think I've had my share of automatons behaving badly. I don't think you've ever done anything that would count as overzealous with me. Or have you & I'm just dense?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Probably not. I have calmed down a bit in my old age, but considering the way I met both Mouse and Eep... I don't have a lot of room to judge.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, whatever overzealous way that was, look how good it turned out for you. You got a great sister & uh, an Eep. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. He is an entity that can only be described by his own name: "Eep." I'm afraid I had a bad habit of following people around when they piqued my interest. It didn't always end quite so well.
Poppy (to Vincent): Aww, I bet you were adorable, honey... Of course, you STILL are.
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm tempted to agree with you, of course, but if the truth MUST be told, I was a bit of an awkward teenager.
Poppy (to Vincent): Weren't we all, honey? I was a right mess.
Vincent (to Poppy): You know how it is, hun. Anything worth having is worth waiting for.
Poppy (to Vincent): I suppose that's true, honey. But, sometimes, I just more in the mood for instant gratification... What's got you so thoughtful and introspective today?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm? Oh. I'm sorry, hun. I seem to be making a habit of this "introspective" thing. Isn't that dreadfully dull of me? Partially, I'm going over my monthly expenses in my head. I'll need to get a second job, if I retire from pirating. I'm afraid I cannot live on my bar-tending salary alone.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, it's a shame you don't know anyone that's looking for a roommate or has a spare bedroom... Oh wait. I think you know one of each, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, I certainly do. Heh. I didn't realize you were looking to get a roommate, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm not actively looking, but it would definitely make sense as I'm not going to be able to support myself with the part-time job, but I've become accustomed to certain lifestyle and well, I like living with you. Of course, you could always go ask Robert & Wanda?
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that would certainly make things easier on both of us, and it would save you having to buy quite as much furniture. And oh good heavens NO! I love Robert and Wanda, but I could NOT live with them.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, so do you wanna be my roommate, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): It certainly sounds like a good idea to me, hun. I'll talk to my landlord after the holiday is over.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll keep my fingers crossed, honey. Do want to go over with me and look at the apartment? I apparently need to go over & do something with the flowers from Oliver, and pick our bedrooms out.
Vincent (to Poppy): Sure, hun. Hee hee. Why do I get the impression we won't fight over bedroom size, but closet space will be contested dearly?
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, honey, you should probably take the bedroom with the walk-in closet. Despite my usual fashionable appearance, I actually don't have much of a wardrobe, at the moment. I had to leave a lot of my clothes with RoboPoppy & despite the fact that she's not using them, I doubt she'll return them to me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that hardly seems sporting of her. I suppose she's hoping Klaude and the wizard will get her old body repaired.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, not to mention, the fact that she seems a bit spiteful & jealous, too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. I wasn't going to mention it, but she's on the rampage more than a little, isn't she? I'm afraid that's my fault. She wasn't happy when she arrived at my apartment and found you there, and I'm not sure I can blame her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I hope I don't sound callus when I say this but, I don't really care. She had my life for over a year & made a mess of it. I regret the day I volunteered for that stupid experiment even if did save... Uh oh. Nevermind. And, you & I are friends, so she's just going to have to get over it.
Vincent (to Poppy): I was going to ask you how you got mixed up with this whole automaton business in the beginning but I'm guessing it's not a story which you can share.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well honey, did RoboPoppy tell you anything about our former employer? I need to know how much you already know, so I don't repeat myself.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know a little bit, hun, but not from your automaton self. What I know, I've gleaned through the Davenport sisters and the work I've done for him myself. Most of what I know is hearsay, I'm afraid. I know our Wizard friend is a clockwork creation himself. Heh. Believe it or not, Eep was the one who confirmed that for me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, to put it simply, I was the guinea pig for that. He wasn't always made of clockwork. The original was murdered by Smythe on orders by Edison.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh, sweetie! Good heavens... Well, I can't say that I'm surprised that you were used guinea pig. Your former employer is... Well, I've said it before. I know he's a genius, and I'm sure he's a great man, but he and I don't see eye to eye on a lot. So, Edison hired Smythe to put a hit on Mr. Wizard? That explains some things. I wish I could say I'm shocked.
Poppy (to Vincent): I volunteered for it, honey. He didn't force me. At the time, I didn't have much to lose & there were people that needed help. And, I thought I could do some good.
Vincent (to Poppy): I didn't mean to imply you were coerced, hun. I suppose I'm still a little angry at the Wizard. No... That's not right. I'm mad at myself for taking part in something that got Eep kidnapped, and my sister abducted and tortured. I'm afraid Nicola just doesn't factor human reaction, or their feelings, into his experiments. But, he didn't force me, or you, to volunteer for anything. I suppose it's unfair to hold a grudge against him. At least for my own poor planning.
Poppy (to Vincent): He wasn't always like that, but he changed after he was betrayed by Edison. I'm certainly not making excuses for him, just more of an explanation. He wanted to help people & made a lot of sacrifices.
Vincent (to Poppy): You're right, hun. My anger is misplaced. I know. I'm... Well, I have no one to blame but myself.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, don't be so hard on yourself. I'm sure you thought you were making the best choices with the information you had at your disposal. I'm sure if you had known the outcome, you would have made different decisions.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, of that there is no doubt. Don't worry, hun. I'll get over myself sooner or later. I'm fine.
Poppy (to Vincent): If you say so, honey. I'll see you later, I'm off to work.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo! Shoot. So do I! I'll see you later, hun.
Several hours later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey sexy man, can I come by the club & be your fangirl? :-)
Eep (to Mouse): Ha ha! What? Sure! If you want.
Mouse (to Eep): I've been missing the club recently. But, since we live together, I'm kinda glad we don't work together, anymore. Cuz that would be weird. I don't want us to be that couple. :-)
Eep (to Mouse): So... you don't want to wear those matching outfits I got us?
Mouse (to Eep): Hmmm, matching outfits, you say? I may have to rethink my stance on being that couple.
Eep (to Mouse): Uh... Yeah. I was totally lying.
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh hey honey, I'm happy to see you, tonight.
Mouse (to Eep): That's okay... This group of girls in front of me will not get the fuck out of my way. Are they hitting on you or Jules? :-p (to Poppy) Hey Poppy! What the hell are you wearing?
Poppy (to Mouse): You like? I was a bird of paradise in a magic act... I thought it would be fun to surprise Vincent in it.
Eep (to Mouse): What? I dunno. Jules, I'd guess. Want me to tell them to fuck off?
Mouse (to Eep): No, that's okay... But if you could just make a path for me & Poppy to get through that would be nice. (to Poppy) Ok, that makes sense. I thought you looked like a sexy cockatoo.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah, come over this way. There's a... Poppy. What the FUCK are you wearing?
Poppy (to Eep): I had to assist a magician at work & I thought it'd be fun to wear the costume, honey. (to Mouse) Honey, that's sweet & all, but I don't swing that way... Just kidding, for you, I'd swing that way. :-p
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you. You look damn handsome, tonight. (to Poppy) HAHA, I'm really glad I know you're joking.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, thanks. You look pretty cute yourself. (to Poppy) Riiiiiight.
Poppy (to Eep): I am not joking, honey. Why would I make that up?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Well, considering your love of fucking with me and your weird ass taste in clothing, can you blame me for being wary?
Poppy (to Vincent): Hey honey, can I get a dirty martini when you get a second?
Vincent (to Poppy): Of course, hun! That's quite the outfit you're sporting.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey...
Vincent (to Poppy): Here's your martini, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, how was your night, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, rather uneventful until you showed up.
