Poppy (to Mouse): Good morning, honey... what's with the incessant knocking? Did someone hurt or dead? Would you like there to be?
Mouse (to Poppy): Heehee, you're a grouch first thing in the morning. I brought over hangover food & drink for you & Vincent... I thought you might need it, especially after the goofy phonecall I had last night. Umm... Is that what you slept in?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, uh, this shirt? It was uh, the first thing I grabbed... um, here let me take that stuff from you.
Mouse (to Poppy): Heehee... I didn't think ruffles were your thing. I'll make the food, if you start the coffee.
Poppy (to Mouse): Of course... I should probably go wake up Vincent. Be right back, honey. (to Vincent) Ummm, honey, your sister is here & she's making us hangover food & coffee.
Vincent (to Poppy): Huh? What? Oh good God. That's obnoxiously considerate... Let me put on pants.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know... And, I need to find my pajamas... I accidentally threw on your pirate shirt to answer the door. So, be warned.
Vincent (to Mouse): Good morn... Oh good heavens, it is FAR too bright in here. Ugh!
Mouse (to Vincent): Good morning, little brother... Here let me pull the blinds for you. I'm sorry to barge in, but I figured you two were going to be in no shape to properly recover from your day of drinking. So, I thought I'd come play nursemaid.
Vincent (to Mouse): Damnable sun. As I was saying, good morning. Well, you're certainly right about the hangover bit. Good God... Never mix rum, saké and rotgut, hun. It will end poorly.
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee, so pirate adventure rum wasn't all it was cracked up to be?
Vincent (to Mouse): We ended up consuming it accidentally. It was exactly as dreadful as I feared it might be. I think I may be in violation of some kind of zoning law even having it in the apartment.
Poppy (to Mouse & Vincent): Oh god, it was awful... Can I sit here at the table & look miserable for a bit?
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): Here you both look like you could use coffee... I'll have breakfast ready for you in a second. And I don't want to hear it... you're eating it, it'll make you feel better. (to Poppy) Did you change your clothes?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, uh, no... maybe... uh, yes.
Vincent (to Poppy): In case you haven't noticed, my sister is a bit of a tyrant caregiver. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): I can see that, but I feel too awful to object.
Vincent (to Poppy): Resistance is futile. She will assimilate and love us, whether we like it or not.
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): You know, I'm standing right here...
Vincent (to Mouse): I know. I'd never be so gauche as to say that behind your back.
Poppy (to Mouse): heehee, sorry, honey. I do appreciate it. And, it looks amazing. Thank you.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know. I'd never be so gauche as to say that behind your back.
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): Here's your breakfast... I'll clean up & then get out of your way.
Vincent (to Mouse): You know I'm only teasing you because I'm miserable. I appreciate it, hun. I always do. Oh! And don't run off without getting money out of me. I have your payment for our trip the other day. Oh good. I'm promise I'm not trying to be an ungrateful little brat. Thank you for breakfast, hun.
Mouse (to Vincent): I know, little brother, I'm not taking it personally. And, if you haven't noticed I haven't once asked why Poppy was wearing your shirt to answer the door. :-P I seem to recall your beau waking up in my knickers after an evening of serious drinking once.
Poppy (to Mouse & Vincent): And, that is my cue to go take a really long shower.
Mouse (to Vincent): Touché, little brother...
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Let me get your cash… Ooo. Walking is not my friend right now. Here you go, hun. This is for you and Eep.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank you! I'll let you get back to resting. I love you, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): I love you too, sweetie. Thanks again for taking care of us. I'll see you later.
Twenty minutes later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Is it safe, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): All clear, hun. My sister has headed home.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank goodness! I hope she didn't give you too much of a hard time.
Vincent (to Poppy): She tried, but I have WAY too much ammo on some of the silly things she's done while drunk.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that's good, honey. I'm not embarrassed, by any means, I'd just like it to stay between us for a little while longer. I hope that's okay with you?
Vincent (to Poppy): That's fine, hun. I... Oh... Oh, good heavens. I'm not sure eating agreed with me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Go take up residence on the couch, honey. I'll get you some water.
Vincent (to Poppy): Thank you, hun. This is no less than what I deserve for mixing my liquors.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll grab you a pillow & a blanket... Do you want to watch a movie or just lie about in anguish?
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. I think I'm going to lie about in anguish no matter what I do. Let's turn on a movie, hun. I can only hope it will keep me from being too insufferable.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I'll be languishing on the floor, so not to worry. I wasn't feeling too bad until now... I may have still been drunk.
Vincent (to Poppy): Come lay down, hun. There's more than enough room on the couch.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, the only time you ever get to be the big spoon. Oh, I shouldn't laugh.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ha ha ha! Oh, God. I shouldn't either...
Poppy (to Vincent): This is comfy & I'm probably going to fall asleep...
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. I'm not promising I'll stay conscious myself.
Mouse (to Poppy): Heehee, you're a grouch first thing in the morning. I brought over hangover food & drink for you & Vincent... I thought you might need it, especially after the goofy phonecall I had last night. Umm... Is that what you slept in?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, uh, this shirt? It was uh, the first thing I grabbed... um, here let me take that stuff from you.
Mouse (to Poppy): Heehee... I didn't think ruffles were your thing. I'll make the food, if you start the coffee.
Poppy (to Mouse): Of course... I should probably go wake up Vincent. Be right back, honey. (to Vincent) Ummm, honey, your sister is here & she's making us hangover food & coffee.
Vincent (to Poppy): Huh? What? Oh good God. That's obnoxiously considerate... Let me put on pants.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know... And, I need to find my pajamas... I accidentally threw on your pirate shirt to answer the door. So, be warned.
Vincent (to Mouse): Good morn... Oh good heavens, it is FAR too bright in here. Ugh!
Mouse (to Vincent): Good morning, little brother... Here let me pull the blinds for you. I'm sorry to barge in, but I figured you two were going to be in no shape to properly recover from your day of drinking. So, I thought I'd come play nursemaid.
Vincent (to Mouse): Damnable sun. As I was saying, good morning. Well, you're certainly right about the hangover bit. Good God... Never mix rum, saké and rotgut, hun. It will end poorly.
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee, so pirate adventure rum wasn't all it was cracked up to be?
Vincent (to Mouse): We ended up consuming it accidentally. It was exactly as dreadful as I feared it might be. I think I may be in violation of some kind of zoning law even having it in the apartment.
Poppy (to Mouse & Vincent): Oh god, it was awful... Can I sit here at the table & look miserable for a bit?
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): Here you both look like you could use coffee... I'll have breakfast ready for you in a second. And I don't want to hear it... you're eating it, it'll make you feel better. (to Poppy) Did you change your clothes?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, uh, no... maybe... uh, yes.
Vincent (to Poppy): In case you haven't noticed, my sister is a bit of a tyrant caregiver. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): I can see that, but I feel too awful to object.
Vincent (to Poppy): Resistance is futile. She will assimilate and love us, whether we like it or not.
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): You know, I'm standing right here...
Vincent (to Mouse): I know. I'd never be so gauche as to say that behind your back.
Poppy (to Mouse): heehee, sorry, honey. I do appreciate it. And, it looks amazing. Thank you.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know. I'd never be so gauche as to say that behind your back.
Mouse (to Vincent & Poppy): Here's your breakfast... I'll clean up & then get out of your way.
Vincent (to Mouse): You know I'm only teasing you because I'm miserable. I appreciate it, hun. I always do. Oh! And don't run off without getting money out of me. I have your payment for our trip the other day. Oh good. I'm promise I'm not trying to be an ungrateful little brat. Thank you for breakfast, hun.
Mouse (to Vincent): I know, little brother, I'm not taking it personally. And, if you haven't noticed I haven't once asked why Poppy was wearing your shirt to answer the door. :-P I seem to recall your beau waking up in my knickers after an evening of serious drinking once.
Poppy (to Mouse & Vincent): And, that is my cue to go take a really long shower.
Mouse (to Vincent): Touché, little brother...
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Let me get your cash… Ooo. Walking is not my friend right now. Here you go, hun. This is for you and Eep.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank you! I'll let you get back to resting. I love you, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): I love you too, sweetie. Thanks again for taking care of us. I'll see you later.
Twenty minutes later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Is it safe, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): All clear, hun. My sister has headed home.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank goodness! I hope she didn't give you too much of a hard time.
Vincent (to Poppy): She tried, but I have WAY too much ammo on some of the silly things she's done while drunk.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that's good, honey. I'm not embarrassed, by any means, I'd just like it to stay between us for a little while longer. I hope that's okay with you?
Vincent (to Poppy): That's fine, hun. I... Oh... Oh, good heavens. I'm not sure eating agreed with me.
Poppy (to Vincent): Go take up residence on the couch, honey. I'll get you some water.
Vincent (to Poppy): Thank you, hun. This is no less than what I deserve for mixing my liquors.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll grab you a pillow & a blanket... Do you want to watch a movie or just lie about in anguish?
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. I think I'm going to lie about in anguish no matter what I do. Let's turn on a movie, hun. I can only hope it will keep me from being too insufferable.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I'll be languishing on the floor, so not to worry. I wasn't feeling too bad until now... I may have still been drunk.
Vincent (to Poppy): Come lay down, hun. There's more than enough room on the couch.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, the only time you ever get to be the big spoon. Oh, I shouldn't laugh.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ha ha ha! Oh, God. I shouldn't either...
Poppy (to Vincent): This is comfy & I'm probably going to fall asleep...
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. I'm not promising I'll stay conscious myself.
