Eep (to Mouse): Pffffwuh! Wha... What the fuck is on my face?
Mouse (to Eep): That would be a kitten... actually it looks like all three kittens.
Eep (to Mouse): What the hell?! (to the cats) Yo. You. Fuzzball. No. Do not sleep on faces. Gwuh! NO! No licking faces either! Jesus Christ!
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, I think they like you.
Eep (to Mouse): Either that or they like fucking with me. Personally, I think they like fucking with me.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, it's probably a little from column A, a little from column B... I'm gonna get up and make coffee, you want some?
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I'll come with you. It's a little unnerving trying to sleep with all these fuzzfaces staring at me… Psst! Mouse. C'mere, but be quiet. Check out who's fast asleep on the porch swing.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, that's cute.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Should we leave them out there?
Mouse (to Eep): We could bring them coffee or try carrying them to the guest room... which would be easier?
Eep (to Mouse): Coffee, I think.
Mouse (to Eep): Coffee, it is... They do make a cute looking couple, don'tcha think?
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I guess so. They're both nuts. I mean, they keep denying it, but they look pretty fucking involved to me.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, they do. I can't really understand why. But... Before we bring them coffee, I'm going to take a picture.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh my fucking God, YES!
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, got it... Okay, let's bring them coffee & wake the sleeping beauties.
A few minutes later:
Eep (to Vincent & Poppy): Ahem.
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Huh? Uh, were we asleep, sweeties?
Eep (to Poppy): Yep. We've got coffee. (to Vincent) Hey! Wake up.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh, coffee would be great. Thank you. (to Vincent) Honey, your sister & her man are staring at us.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Oh. Uh, good morning?
Mouse (to Poppy): What time did you guys get back? (to Vincent) Here, have some coffee... Would you like to curl up in the guest room?
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh. Thank you. Have we been here long?
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Not long after we left, honey, but it was a couple months over there. It's a bit exhausting to re-assimilate back into this world, sometimes... well, you know.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm not sure... But, you were both asleep when Eep found you.
Poppy (to Mouse & Eep): I don't mean to be rude, but is there anything to eat? ... I'm starving.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh sure, come with me to the kitchen & I'll fix you something. (to Eep & Vincent) You guys want anything?
Vincent (to Mouse): No thanks, sweetie. I'm not awake yet.
Eep (to Mouse): No. Thanks. I'm just gonna have a cigarette. (to Vincent) You guys, OK?
Poppy (to Mouse): Thanks, honey. Lead the way.
Vincent (to Eep): We're fine. I'm sorry we fell asleep on the porch. I didn't realize how exhausted I was. I missed you two crazy kids, so I wanted to see you, but the second I sat down... That was all she wrote!
Eep (to Vincent): So... You guys were gone for months? And you didn't kill each other.
Vincent (to Eep): Ha ha ha! There were a couple of times I thought we might. Poppy almost shot me at least half a dozen times. Probably more.
Mouse (to Poppy): How does leftovers sound? I could fix you up a meatloaf & cheese sandwich.
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, at the moment, that sounds perfect. You look like you want to say something? What's on your mind?
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh, do I? I was just thinking... So, you were gone for months, huh? What were you doing this whole time?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, a little of this, a little of that. Mostly, helped out at my sister-in-law's Inn while my brother recovered.
Mouse (to Poppy): Really? And, Vincent helped? At an Inn? ... Are you sure you're talking about my brother?
Poppy (to Mouse): Well, he didn't have much of a choice, honey, what with one thing and another. I mean, thankfully it got straightened out.
Mouse (to Poppy): Wait. What got straightened out?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, the thing with the Empress... Ripper smoothed it over with the Queen Mum. Plus, well, you know, Vincent's not a commoner anymore due to Alistair's will, so it didn't really count as treason. But, it was kind of touch & go for a little while, honey.
Mouse (to Poppy): Okay, just stop right there... I can't tell if you're being honest with me or pulling my leg. I think it's better I don't know. I'm just glad you're both back in one piece.
Poppy (to Mouse): Sorry, honey. It's a lot to explain... This sandwich is wonderful, by the way. Thank you.
Mouse (to Poppy): You're welcome. I'm going to go outside and check on the boys. (to Eep & Vincent) Everything alright out here?
Eep (to Mouse): Yep. I'm fine. Your brother is asleep again.
Mouse (to Eep): Awww, he must be exhausted. Did he tell you anything or did he pass right out again?
Eep (to Mouse): Just that Poppy threatened to shot him a dozen times or so.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, well that doesn't surprise me much.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Me either. I think I've threatened him at least the same number of times. Should we wake him up?
Mouse (to Eep): Probably should. It can't be that comfortable on that swing.
Eep (to Mouse): What'd Poppy say?
Mouse (to Eep): She said a bunch of stuff... About working in an inn, treason, the empress, Ripper helping, Vincent not being a commoner anymore. I was incredibly confused.
Eep (to Mouse): Wait. What? That doesn't... Huh? Whatever. Let's get short, pale and confusing off the porch. (to Vincent) Hey. Wake up. You fell asleep again.
Mouse (to Vincent): Little brother, wake up.
Eep (to Vincent): Vincent. VINCENT!
Mouse (to Eep): Okay, clearly this isn't going to work. Do you think you can carry him to the guest room? I'll go let Poppy know that he's crashing here.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. OK. I should be able to carry him.
Mouse (to Poppy): Hey Poppy, Vincent fell back to sleep and we're going to bring him to the guest room... Poppy? Dammit... (to Eep) Um, it looks like we have another one... She didn't even finish her sandwich.
Eep (to Mouse) Oh great. (to Vincent) Alright, dork, let's get you... ACK!
Vincent (to Eep): BACK OFF, SLICK! Wait... Eep? What's going on? Why am I sitting on you?
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Heehee, what happened?
Eep (to Mouse): Apparently trying to pick him up is a good catalyst for waking him. Course, then he'll strong arm you onto the floor. (to Vincent) Will you get the fuck off me?
Vincent (to Eep): Ooo! Of course. Good heavens, Slim! I'm sorry! I wasn't awake. I didn't hurt you did I?
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Heehee, I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh.
Eep (to Vincent): No. Just bruised my pride. (to Mouse) Yeah, yeah, yeah. Laugh it up.
Mouse (to Vincent): Little brother, are you okay? Are you awake now or do you want to go lay down?
Vincent (to Mouse & Eep): God... I probably should lay down for a few. Clearly, I'm too tired to be trusted. Where's Poppy? I'll give her the keys to the Impala, and she can head home.
Mouse (to Vincent): Funny you should say that... She's asleep in the kitchen.
Vincent (to Mouse): She IS? Oh. Hee hee. Well, at least I'm not the only one. Come here and give me a hug, big sister o' mine. I missed you.
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee. I'm glad you both are okay. She's probably not comfortable there at all... Should we move her?
Vincent (to Mouse): I'd say so. No worries. I've got her. (to Poppy) Hey, hun. It's me. I'm just taking you to the guestroom, alright?
Poppy (to Vincent): What? Huh?... Oh, okay. That's nice.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Come on, hun. Let's get you a surface to lay on that's a touch less wooden.
Poppy (to Vincent): Sorry... oh... why does Mouse have a bed in her kitchen?
Vincent (to Poppy): She doesn't, hun. This is the guestroom.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, heehee, sorry I'm not awake, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I noticed. Lay down. Get some sleep, hun. (to Eep & Mouse) Bwuh. And now, I'm REALLY exhausted. I'll see you two in a few. Thank you.
Poppy (to Vincent): Okay, thank you, honey.
Mouse (to Vincent): Ok, see you in a few hours, little brother.
Eep (to Mouse): Huh. That was a thing, wasn't it?
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, you could say that... If I were a cruel person, I'd send the cats to go sleep on them.
Eep (to Mouse): ... I'm totally waiting another 10 minutes and letting the cats in there.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh... I think you might like having minions, oh man o' mine.
Eep (to Mouse): Maaaaybe.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, go do it then... I'm certainly not going to ruin your fun.
Eep (to Mouse): Alright, alright. I won't do it yet. I'll wait until they've both slept more. Then I send in the Kitten Brigade. Uh, speaking of which, what are we gonna do with them all now that they're getting...bigger? We're gonna have to let them live in the guestroom or something at this rate.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I sort of offered them to Vincent yesterday, but he wouldn't take the bait... Maybe, we should build them a cathouse...
Eep (to Mouse): I don't suppose we know anyone else who would want a kitten? Or three? I don't know that they'd let themselves get separated.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, they'd have to be someone that doesn't mind three super smart kittens.
Eep (to Mouse): So we sell them to the circus then.
Mouse (to Eep): Haha, very funny.
Otto (to Eep): Yow!
Eep (to Otto): Ouch! Hey! Watch it! I was only kidding, old man! Knock it off, or I won't buy you any more cigars. (to Mouse) Well, I thought it was funny. It's you and Otto who don't seem to agree.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I'm sure he'd have a better sense of humor if you weren't talking about his kiddies.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. True. (to Otto) Sorry, old man.
Several hours later:
Vincent (to Poppy): Are you hungry, hun? I'm thinking pizza. Pizza does not need to be cooked. Pizza is delivered.
Poppy (to Vincent): That sounds wonderful. It seems like forever since I had pizza... Do you think they'll deliver it to my bed? Because I don't know if I can move... I have never felt so exhausted after traveling before.
Vincent (to Poppy): A pizza man delivering to a beautiful girl's bedroom is how several porn movies start, hun. Probably not the best idea. I'll be willing to drop it off in your chambers. For almost totally innocent reasons. ;-P Oh goodness. I think I'm almost too tired to be pervy, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, you are more than welcome to bring it to me, but I'm too tired to be pervy, too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Oh. Too tired to laugh. I think the only other time I've been this exhausted was after I was shot. Oh bugger... That's the door, isn't it?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I think so...
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. I was afraid you were going to say that. OK. I'm going. No. Really. I'm going... OK. Here I go.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll wait here, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): OK. I'm back. I come bearing pizza and napkins.
Poppy (to Vincent): You are the most wonderful man, I know, honey!
Vincent (to Poppy): I'll bet you say that to all the gorgeous men who arrive at your door bearing pizza.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, since you're the first, we'll just have to assume that's true, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Oh lord. I think I might be too tired to chew. I'm tempted to throw my slices in a blender and drink them.
Poppy (to Vincent): I had forgotten what extended interdimensional lag felt like, honey. It's been awhile since I stayed so long at home.
Vincent (to Poppy): I don't think I've ever stayed over there that long before. How long does lag like this last?
Poppy (to Vincent): It doesn't usually last too long. We should be feeling better by tomorrow, honey… So, now that we're home... what did you think of my family? I mean, you've now met four of my brothers.
Vincent (to Poppy): They seem like pretty decent blokes, hun. Well, once they stopped threatening me with bodily harm.
Poppy (to Vincent): Wait... When did they do that, honey? ... and why would they do that?
Vincent (to Poppy): When Peter and Bernard took me out drinking. I believe I was told if I broke your heart, they would break my knees.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... hmmm. This may explain why I never had many first or second dates growing up. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Well, to be fair, the night is a little fuzzy, but I'm fairly certain this conversation occurred. Hee hee. I think they warmed up to me when I reassured them that if I hurt you... You wouldn't leave enough of my corpse intact for them to break.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, honey, that is either the sweetest or saddest thing I've ever been told...
Vincent (to Poppy): Nothing sad about it, hun. It's actually pretty damn hot... Oh! Oh, dear. I'm sorry. I'm exhausted. I appear to be saying whatever ruddy thing pops in my head.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I'll keep that in mind, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Um... Heehee. Well, it IS true.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... I feel like I should take advantage of your weakened state, just a little bit... Anything else you find hot, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh no you don't! I'm keeping my mouth shut. In fact, in a few, I'm going to head to my bed. My wonderful, wonderful bed.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... you don't want to stay here? With me?
Vincent (to Poppy): That was an utterly empty threat, hun. I would love to stay here with you... Not that I could move even if I was inclined to. Dammit! I'm supposed to be keeping my mouth shut.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, I think you just want me to tell you to stay.
Vincent (to Poppy): Maybe a little bit. Hee hee. OK, maybe a lot.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, honey, I guess that means you're not sick of me, yet?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh no. Not at all. I really like spending time with you, hun. You're, uh, you're not sick of me yet, are you? I know I can be a bit much, sometimes.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh no, not at all, honey. Completely the opposite, in fact... and I probably should not have admitted that out loud.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that's good, sweetie, because I'm not entirely sure I can move. Too. Damn. Tired.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, good. Come over here and cuddle with me and let's go back to sleep, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh good gracious... That sounds wonderful, hun.
Mouse (to Eep): That would be a kitten... actually it looks like all three kittens.
Eep (to Mouse): What the hell?! (to the cats) Yo. You. Fuzzball. No. Do not sleep on faces. Gwuh! NO! No licking faces either! Jesus Christ!
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, I think they like you.
Eep (to Mouse): Either that or they like fucking with me. Personally, I think they like fucking with me.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, it's probably a little from column A, a little from column B... I'm gonna get up and make coffee, you want some?
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I'll come with you. It's a little unnerving trying to sleep with all these fuzzfaces staring at me… Psst! Mouse. C'mere, but be quiet. Check out who's fast asleep on the porch swing.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, that's cute.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Should we leave them out there?
Mouse (to Eep): We could bring them coffee or try carrying them to the guest room... which would be easier?
Eep (to Mouse): Coffee, I think.
Mouse (to Eep): Coffee, it is... They do make a cute looking couple, don'tcha think?
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. I guess so. They're both nuts. I mean, they keep denying it, but they look pretty fucking involved to me.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, they do. I can't really understand why. But... Before we bring them coffee, I'm going to take a picture.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh my fucking God, YES!
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, got it... Okay, let's bring them coffee & wake the sleeping beauties.
A few minutes later:
Eep (to Vincent & Poppy): Ahem.
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Huh? Uh, were we asleep, sweeties?
Eep (to Poppy): Yep. We've got coffee. (to Vincent) Hey! Wake up.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh, coffee would be great. Thank you. (to Vincent) Honey, your sister & her man are staring at us.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Oh. Uh, good morning?
Mouse (to Poppy): What time did you guys get back? (to Vincent) Here, have some coffee... Would you like to curl up in the guest room?
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh. Thank you. Have we been here long?
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Not long after we left, honey, but it was a couple months over there. It's a bit exhausting to re-assimilate back into this world, sometimes... well, you know.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm not sure... But, you were both asleep when Eep found you.
Poppy (to Mouse & Eep): I don't mean to be rude, but is there anything to eat? ... I'm starving.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh sure, come with me to the kitchen & I'll fix you something. (to Eep & Vincent) You guys want anything?
Vincent (to Mouse): No thanks, sweetie. I'm not awake yet.
Eep (to Mouse): No. Thanks. I'm just gonna have a cigarette. (to Vincent) You guys, OK?
Poppy (to Mouse): Thanks, honey. Lead the way.
Vincent (to Eep): We're fine. I'm sorry we fell asleep on the porch. I didn't realize how exhausted I was. I missed you two crazy kids, so I wanted to see you, but the second I sat down... That was all she wrote!
Eep (to Vincent): So... You guys were gone for months? And you didn't kill each other.
Vincent (to Eep): Ha ha ha! There were a couple of times I thought we might. Poppy almost shot me at least half a dozen times. Probably more.
Mouse (to Poppy): How does leftovers sound? I could fix you up a meatloaf & cheese sandwich.
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, at the moment, that sounds perfect. You look like you want to say something? What's on your mind?
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh, do I? I was just thinking... So, you were gone for months, huh? What were you doing this whole time?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, a little of this, a little of that. Mostly, helped out at my sister-in-law's Inn while my brother recovered.
Mouse (to Poppy): Really? And, Vincent helped? At an Inn? ... Are you sure you're talking about my brother?
Poppy (to Mouse): Well, he didn't have much of a choice, honey, what with one thing and another. I mean, thankfully it got straightened out.
Mouse (to Poppy): Wait. What got straightened out?
Poppy (to Mouse): Oh, the thing with the Empress... Ripper smoothed it over with the Queen Mum. Plus, well, you know, Vincent's not a commoner anymore due to Alistair's will, so it didn't really count as treason. But, it was kind of touch & go for a little while, honey.
Mouse (to Poppy): Okay, just stop right there... I can't tell if you're being honest with me or pulling my leg. I think it's better I don't know. I'm just glad you're both back in one piece.
Poppy (to Mouse): Sorry, honey. It's a lot to explain... This sandwich is wonderful, by the way. Thank you.
Mouse (to Poppy): You're welcome. I'm going to go outside and check on the boys. (to Eep & Vincent) Everything alright out here?
Eep (to Mouse): Yep. I'm fine. Your brother is asleep again.
Mouse (to Eep): Awww, he must be exhausted. Did he tell you anything or did he pass right out again?
Eep (to Mouse): Just that Poppy threatened to shot him a dozen times or so.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, well that doesn't surprise me much.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Me either. I think I've threatened him at least the same number of times. Should we wake him up?
Mouse (to Eep): Probably should. It can't be that comfortable on that swing.
Eep (to Mouse): What'd Poppy say?
Mouse (to Eep): She said a bunch of stuff... About working in an inn, treason, the empress, Ripper helping, Vincent not being a commoner anymore. I was incredibly confused.
Eep (to Mouse): Wait. What? That doesn't... Huh? Whatever. Let's get short, pale and confusing off the porch. (to Vincent) Hey. Wake up. You fell asleep again.
Mouse (to Vincent): Little brother, wake up.
Eep (to Vincent): Vincent. VINCENT!
Mouse (to Eep): Okay, clearly this isn't going to work. Do you think you can carry him to the guest room? I'll go let Poppy know that he's crashing here.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. OK. I should be able to carry him.
Mouse (to Poppy): Hey Poppy, Vincent fell back to sleep and we're going to bring him to the guest room... Poppy? Dammit... (to Eep) Um, it looks like we have another one... She didn't even finish her sandwich.
Eep (to Mouse) Oh great. (to Vincent) Alright, dork, let's get you... ACK!
Vincent (to Eep): BACK OFF, SLICK! Wait... Eep? What's going on? Why am I sitting on you?
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Heehee, what happened?
Eep (to Mouse): Apparently trying to pick him up is a good catalyst for waking him. Course, then he'll strong arm you onto the floor. (to Vincent) Will you get the fuck off me?
Vincent (to Eep): Ooo! Of course. Good heavens, Slim! I'm sorry! I wasn't awake. I didn't hurt you did I?
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Heehee, I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh.
Eep (to Vincent): No. Just bruised my pride. (to Mouse) Yeah, yeah, yeah. Laugh it up.
Mouse (to Vincent): Little brother, are you okay? Are you awake now or do you want to go lay down?
Vincent (to Mouse & Eep): God... I probably should lay down for a few. Clearly, I'm too tired to be trusted. Where's Poppy? I'll give her the keys to the Impala, and she can head home.
Mouse (to Vincent): Funny you should say that... She's asleep in the kitchen.
Vincent (to Mouse): She IS? Oh. Hee hee. Well, at least I'm not the only one. Come here and give me a hug, big sister o' mine. I missed you.
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee. I'm glad you both are okay. She's probably not comfortable there at all... Should we move her?
Vincent (to Mouse): I'd say so. No worries. I've got her. (to Poppy) Hey, hun. It's me. I'm just taking you to the guestroom, alright?
Poppy (to Vincent): What? Huh?... Oh, okay. That's nice.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Come on, hun. Let's get you a surface to lay on that's a touch less wooden.
Poppy (to Vincent): Sorry... oh... why does Mouse have a bed in her kitchen?
Vincent (to Poppy): She doesn't, hun. This is the guestroom.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, heehee, sorry I'm not awake, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I noticed. Lay down. Get some sleep, hun. (to Eep & Mouse) Bwuh. And now, I'm REALLY exhausted. I'll see you two in a few. Thank you.
Poppy (to Vincent): Okay, thank you, honey.
Mouse (to Vincent): Ok, see you in a few hours, little brother.
Eep (to Mouse): Huh. That was a thing, wasn't it?
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, you could say that... If I were a cruel person, I'd send the cats to go sleep on them.
Eep (to Mouse): ... I'm totally waiting another 10 minutes and letting the cats in there.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh... I think you might like having minions, oh man o' mine.
Eep (to Mouse): Maaaaybe.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, go do it then... I'm certainly not going to ruin your fun.
Eep (to Mouse): Alright, alright. I won't do it yet. I'll wait until they've both slept more. Then I send in the Kitten Brigade. Uh, speaking of which, what are we gonna do with them all now that they're getting...bigger? We're gonna have to let them live in the guestroom or something at this rate.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I sort of offered them to Vincent yesterday, but he wouldn't take the bait... Maybe, we should build them a cathouse...
Eep (to Mouse): I don't suppose we know anyone else who would want a kitten? Or three? I don't know that they'd let themselves get separated.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, they'd have to be someone that doesn't mind three super smart kittens.
Eep (to Mouse): So we sell them to the circus then.
Mouse (to Eep): Haha, very funny.
Otto (to Eep): Yow!
Eep (to Otto): Ouch! Hey! Watch it! I was only kidding, old man! Knock it off, or I won't buy you any more cigars. (to Mouse) Well, I thought it was funny. It's you and Otto who don't seem to agree.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, I'm sure he'd have a better sense of humor if you weren't talking about his kiddies.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. True. (to Otto) Sorry, old man.
Several hours later:
Vincent (to Poppy): Are you hungry, hun? I'm thinking pizza. Pizza does not need to be cooked. Pizza is delivered.
Poppy (to Vincent): That sounds wonderful. It seems like forever since I had pizza... Do you think they'll deliver it to my bed? Because I don't know if I can move... I have never felt so exhausted after traveling before.
Vincent (to Poppy): A pizza man delivering to a beautiful girl's bedroom is how several porn movies start, hun. Probably not the best idea. I'll be willing to drop it off in your chambers. For almost totally innocent reasons. ;-P Oh goodness. I think I'm almost too tired to be pervy, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, you are more than welcome to bring it to me, but I'm too tired to be pervy, too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Oh. Too tired to laugh. I think the only other time I've been this exhausted was after I was shot. Oh bugger... That's the door, isn't it?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I think so...
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. I was afraid you were going to say that. OK. I'm going. No. Really. I'm going... OK. Here I go.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll wait here, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): OK. I'm back. I come bearing pizza and napkins.
Poppy (to Vincent): You are the most wonderful man, I know, honey!
Vincent (to Poppy): I'll bet you say that to all the gorgeous men who arrive at your door bearing pizza.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, since you're the first, we'll just have to assume that's true, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Oh lord. I think I might be too tired to chew. I'm tempted to throw my slices in a blender and drink them.
Poppy (to Vincent): I had forgotten what extended interdimensional lag felt like, honey. It's been awhile since I stayed so long at home.
Vincent (to Poppy): I don't think I've ever stayed over there that long before. How long does lag like this last?
Poppy (to Vincent): It doesn't usually last too long. We should be feeling better by tomorrow, honey… So, now that we're home... what did you think of my family? I mean, you've now met four of my brothers.
Vincent (to Poppy): They seem like pretty decent blokes, hun. Well, once they stopped threatening me with bodily harm.
Poppy (to Vincent): Wait... When did they do that, honey? ... and why would they do that?
Vincent (to Poppy): When Peter and Bernard took me out drinking. I believe I was told if I broke your heart, they would break my knees.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... hmmm. This may explain why I never had many first or second dates growing up. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Well, to be fair, the night is a little fuzzy, but I'm fairly certain this conversation occurred. Hee hee. I think they warmed up to me when I reassured them that if I hurt you... You wouldn't leave enough of my corpse intact for them to break.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, honey, that is either the sweetest or saddest thing I've ever been told...
Vincent (to Poppy): Nothing sad about it, hun. It's actually pretty damn hot... Oh! Oh, dear. I'm sorry. I'm exhausted. I appear to be saying whatever ruddy thing pops in my head.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I'll keep that in mind, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Um... Heehee. Well, it IS true.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... I feel like I should take advantage of your weakened state, just a little bit... Anything else you find hot, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh no you don't! I'm keeping my mouth shut. In fact, in a few, I'm going to head to my bed. My wonderful, wonderful bed.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... you don't want to stay here? With me?
Vincent (to Poppy): That was an utterly empty threat, hun. I would love to stay here with you... Not that I could move even if I was inclined to. Dammit! I'm supposed to be keeping my mouth shut.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, I think you just want me to tell you to stay.
Vincent (to Poppy): Maybe a little bit. Hee hee. OK, maybe a lot.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, honey, I guess that means you're not sick of me, yet?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh no. Not at all. I really like spending time with you, hun. You're, uh, you're not sick of me yet, are you? I know I can be a bit much, sometimes.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh no, not at all, honey. Completely the opposite, in fact... and I probably should not have admitted that out loud.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, that's good, sweetie, because I'm not entirely sure I can move. Too. Damn. Tired.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, good. Come over here and cuddle with me and let's go back to sleep, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh good gracious... That sounds wonderful, hun.
