Vincent (to Ripper): Hey, Professor! How are finals going? Are finals still going on? I've lost track a little bit.
Ripper (to Vincent): Thankfully, they're done. And, I've got a week before I have to start teaching the high school summer program.
Vincent (to Ripper): Would you like to come to diner some night this week? I kind of owe you big time. You know, because I'm not going to be shot for treason any time soon. Heh.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, that's really nice of you, but it's not necessary. You would have done the same for me.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. Well, if you ever makeout with any members of the royal family, and I keep you from getting shot, we can call it even. But, until then, let me say thank you. Don't worry, I'm letting Poppy come up with the menu.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh... Can Poppy cook? Cuz I remember hearing about Percy's cooking ability.
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh good gracious. Yes, RoboPoppy was kind of terrible. Fortunately, Poppy's actually a really good cook. Anytime this week we're not working should be fine. When would be good for you?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh well, in that case, I'd love to come over for dinner. What night would be good for you guys? Oh, tonight or Sunday are the only nights I have off this week.
Vincent (to Ripper): Let me ask the cook. :-P (to Poppy) Ripper is available tonight or Sunday night, hun. Which night is better for you?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh well, tonight would be best, honey. I have plans on Sunday.
Vincent (to Poppy): Will tonight really be OK, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh yes, I know exactly what I'm going to make. I'll run over to the grocery store & get the ingredients.
Vincent (to Poppy): And what are you up to on Sunday?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, just plans with a friend, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Alright. hun. I'll let Ripper know. Do you need me to get anything?
Poppy (to Vincent): No, honey, I'll take care of it.
Vincent (to Ripper): Sunday isn't good for Poppy, so if you're available tonight, that would be awesome.
Ripper (to Vincent): Sounds good, I'll see you later tonight.
A few hours later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Okay, honey, food is cooking, dessert is baking, wine is chilling. Wanna help me set the table?
Vincent (to Poppy): Can do, hun. Hee hee. Too bad I don't have any 1950s lounge music.
Poppy (to Vincent): Ooooh, I do, your sister gave me a CD... I think it's in the purple box on my bureau in my bedroom, if you want to grab it.
Vincent (to Poppy): Can do. What kind of diner party would it be without mood music. I love the apron, by the by, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey. You know how much I like to play dress up.
An hour later:
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): Knock, knock... The door was open.
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh! Hey, Professor. Come on in. What can I get you to drink?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, a glass of wine, would be nice. I hope you don't mind... I brought flowers for the cook.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'm sure she won't mind in the slightest.
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Dinner will be ready in a tick, sweeties... Oh, flowers! They're lovely! Let me find a vase.
Vincent (to Poppy): Here you go, Professor. (to Poppy) Hun, that smells amazing! Ooo, I'm glad this apartment complex has a gym.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, it's just a pot roast with vegetables... and an apple pie for dessert.
Ripper (to Vincent): Thank you. The place looks great... have you thought about having a housewarming party?
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh! No. Not yet. I guess with everything else that's been going on, it didn't even cross my mind. (to Poppy) That happens to smell delicious. Take the compliment, woman!
Ripper (to Vincent): Well, I'm impressed... really homey feeling. It's amazing you guys have only been living here for a short time. (to Poppy) That does actually smell quite amazing, Poppy.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ack! No throwing things! (to Ripper) Good gracious, it HAS only been a short while on this side, hasn't it? It has been taking me SO long to readjust.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine... Thank you, honey and I wasn't throwing it at you, honey, it was TO you... :-P (to Ripper) Thank you, Jacob. I hope you don't mind me calling you that, I feel weird calling you Ripper.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. That's why you aimed it at my head, I'm sure. (to Ripper & Poppy) Oh no. Don't do that. Jacob just sounds weird. ;-P
Poppy (to Vincent): What? Someone once told me that I throw like girl, so my aim was probably off. :-p
Ripper (to Poppy) Hehe, it's okay, that is my name. Most people do actually call me that. (to Vincent) Well, you can continue to call me Professor if you like, Captain... or do you prefer your lordship? :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): Slander! I didn't say you threw like a girl. That was your brother. *I* just agreed with him. Because he's bigger than me. (to Poppy & Ripper) She just *refuses* to call me Honorable Lord Whosawhatsit.
Poppy (to Ripper): Oh honey, don't encourage him... Dinner's ready.
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): HAHAHA! I wonder why?
Vincent (to Ripper & Poppy): I can't imagine. I suspect it's because she doesn't want me to have nice things. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Honey, do you think it's a good idea to alienate the cook? :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. Good point. I'll behave.
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): Heh. Do you guys want me to leave so I don't get in the way of your bickering? :-p
Poppy (to Ripper): Sorry, honey. We've spent a lot of time together.
Vincent (to Ripper & Poppy): Oh don't worry. You're not getting in the way. We're experts at arguing with each other.
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): Heh. I can see that. By the way the pot roast was delicious, I think I may have to wait a bit before dessert
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): If you two want to retire to the living room with your drinks, I'll tidy up in here & join you later.
Vincent (to Poppy): Good heavens! Go sit down for a few minutes, Poppy. You made dinner. I can straighten up.
Poppy (to Vincent): No, no. I'm playing at being the dutiful housewife. Donna Reed would never let you clean up. :-) Go be a good host and entertain our guest, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Alright! Alright! I was just trying to keep you from threatening to shoot me again. :-P (to Ripper) Oh, this is odd. It's been months since I've seen you, so I keep wanting to ask what you've been up to.
Ripper (to Vincent): I understand, it always takes me a little while to get reacclimated... So, uh, dutiful housewife, huh?
Vincent (to Ripper): I think the apron has warped her brain.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh. I'd have to agree with you... It might be simply practice for Sunday, though.
Vincent (to Ripper): What? Why? What's going on Sunday? Mmmm hmmm. There's no chance in hell you're going to tell me, is there?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, if you don't know... I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't say anymore. Crap, just forget I said anything.
Vincent (to Ripper): Ah. Spy stuff, I take it.
Ripper (to Vincent): Sorry, I don't think I want Poppy shooting me, Captain. The only reason, I know anything is because she asked about a contact of mine & needed help setting up a cover identity. I think that's safe to tell you.
Vincent (to Ripper): Well, damn. A change of subject is in order, I suppose. What do civilized people talk about?
Ripper (to Vincent): The weather? Sports? Um, I have really no idea...
Vincent (to Ripper): Really? Thank heavens I've never been a civilized person then! Oh! I almost forgot entirely. Magdalena sends her regards.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, uh, good regards I hope?
Vincent (to Ripper): Um, actually, I believe she mentioned something about a dull ax and a rather intimate area of your anatomy.
Ripper (to Vincent): ... I was worried about that. I guess she's still mad about Sabine...
Vincent (to Ripper): Yes, I believe she mentioned something about Sabine. And Babette.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh... Well, I'll remember to bring her a present the next time I go to Padgett's.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'd bring a bodyguard if I were you, Professor.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh, this isn't the first time she's been mad at me... She usually warms back up.
Vincent (to Ripper): Well, well, Professor. I don't know if I'm scandalized or impressed!
Ripper (to Vincent): I'd prefer impressed. :-)
Vincent (to Ripper): Ha ha ha! Fair enough.
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Alright sweeties, you can stop talking about me. :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): You know I never compliment you behind your back, hun. What good would that do me?
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): I hate to say this, but it's time to take my leave. Thank you both for a very nice evening.
Vincent (to Ripper): Thank you again for your help cleaning up my mess, Professor.
Poppy (to Ripper): It was my pleasure, honey.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh. If you put in a good word for me with Magdalena I'll call it even. :-)
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'll see what I can do.
Ripper (to Poppy): Thank you for making dinner, it was fantastic. And, if I didn't mention it earlier, you look quite fetching in that dress.
Poppy (to Ripper): Oh my...
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): I'll see you both later.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. If he hadn't saved me from a hanging, I would let Mr. Hands-On Research sort out his own lady troubles.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm. What, honey? I'm sorry, I was a little distracted.
Vincent (to Poppy): Nothing. If you're done playing Donna Reed, I'm going to go do the dishes.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm done... What's wrong, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): It's nothing, hun. I'm sure I'm just tired. Relax a while. I'll clean up the kitchen.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, alright... I'm going to get out of this getup, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): As nice as you look, hun, I can't say that I blame you. I'll be in here scrubbing the pots and drinking the rest of the wine.
Poppy (to Vincent): All of the wine, honey? I wouldn't mind another glass...
Vincent (to Poppy): Well then you'd better hurry! :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Would you pour me a glass then, honey? I'll be out in a second.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Of course, hun. Don't worry. It was an idle threat.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, that was nice. We should throw dinner parties more often, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ripper did suggest we have a housewarming party.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, he IS a bright man, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm. Well, I can't really argue that fact, I suppose. Then, do you think we should throw a housewarming, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I don't know. I think that might be weird, honey. Do roommates do that kind of thing over here?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Is it not? I didn't realize... Oh! Ooo! That bloody, British... That's it. I don't care. He's on his own with Magdalena! Sorry, hun. I didn't mean to make things awkward.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, you didn't do anything, honey... So, Jacob was implying something by his suggestion?
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm not sure, hun. I didn't realize it might be weird until you said something.
Poppy (to Vincent): I just had never heard of roommates throwing a housewarming party, I mean it may happen...
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I've never actually thrown a party, so I'm the wrong bloke to ask.
Ripper (to Vincent): Thankfully, they're done. And, I've got a week before I have to start teaching the high school summer program.
Vincent (to Ripper): Would you like to come to diner some night this week? I kind of owe you big time. You know, because I'm not going to be shot for treason any time soon. Heh.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, that's really nice of you, but it's not necessary. You would have done the same for me.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. Well, if you ever makeout with any members of the royal family, and I keep you from getting shot, we can call it even. But, until then, let me say thank you. Don't worry, I'm letting Poppy come up with the menu.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh... Can Poppy cook? Cuz I remember hearing about Percy's cooking ability.
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh good gracious. Yes, RoboPoppy was kind of terrible. Fortunately, Poppy's actually a really good cook. Anytime this week we're not working should be fine. When would be good for you?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh well, in that case, I'd love to come over for dinner. What night would be good for you guys? Oh, tonight or Sunday are the only nights I have off this week.
Vincent (to Ripper): Let me ask the cook. :-P (to Poppy) Ripper is available tonight or Sunday night, hun. Which night is better for you?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh well, tonight would be best, honey. I have plans on Sunday.
Vincent (to Poppy): Will tonight really be OK, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh yes, I know exactly what I'm going to make. I'll run over to the grocery store & get the ingredients.
Vincent (to Poppy): And what are you up to on Sunday?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, just plans with a friend, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Alright. hun. I'll let Ripper know. Do you need me to get anything?
Poppy (to Vincent): No, honey, I'll take care of it.
Vincent (to Ripper): Sunday isn't good for Poppy, so if you're available tonight, that would be awesome.
Ripper (to Vincent): Sounds good, I'll see you later tonight.
A few hours later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Okay, honey, food is cooking, dessert is baking, wine is chilling. Wanna help me set the table?
Vincent (to Poppy): Can do, hun. Hee hee. Too bad I don't have any 1950s lounge music.
Poppy (to Vincent): Ooooh, I do, your sister gave me a CD... I think it's in the purple box on my bureau in my bedroom, if you want to grab it.
Vincent (to Poppy): Can do. What kind of diner party would it be without mood music. I love the apron, by the by, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey. You know how much I like to play dress up.
An hour later:
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): Knock, knock... The door was open.
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh! Hey, Professor. Come on in. What can I get you to drink?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, a glass of wine, would be nice. I hope you don't mind... I brought flowers for the cook.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'm sure she won't mind in the slightest.
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Dinner will be ready in a tick, sweeties... Oh, flowers! They're lovely! Let me find a vase.
Vincent (to Poppy): Here you go, Professor. (to Poppy) Hun, that smells amazing! Ooo, I'm glad this apartment complex has a gym.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, it's just a pot roast with vegetables... and an apple pie for dessert.
Ripper (to Vincent): Thank you. The place looks great... have you thought about having a housewarming party?
Vincent (to Ripper): Oh! No. Not yet. I guess with everything else that's been going on, it didn't even cross my mind. (to Poppy) That happens to smell delicious. Take the compliment, woman!
Ripper (to Vincent): Well, I'm impressed... really homey feeling. It's amazing you guys have only been living here for a short time. (to Poppy) That does actually smell quite amazing, Poppy.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ack! No throwing things! (to Ripper) Good gracious, it HAS only been a short while on this side, hasn't it? It has been taking me SO long to readjust.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine... Thank you, honey and I wasn't throwing it at you, honey, it was TO you... :-P (to Ripper) Thank you, Jacob. I hope you don't mind me calling you that, I feel weird calling you Ripper.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. That's why you aimed it at my head, I'm sure. (to Ripper & Poppy) Oh no. Don't do that. Jacob just sounds weird. ;-P
Poppy (to Vincent): What? Someone once told me that I throw like girl, so my aim was probably off. :-p
Ripper (to Poppy) Hehe, it's okay, that is my name. Most people do actually call me that. (to Vincent) Well, you can continue to call me Professor if you like, Captain... or do you prefer your lordship? :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): Slander! I didn't say you threw like a girl. That was your brother. *I* just agreed with him. Because he's bigger than me. (to Poppy & Ripper) She just *refuses* to call me Honorable Lord Whosawhatsit.
Poppy (to Ripper): Oh honey, don't encourage him... Dinner's ready.
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): HAHAHA! I wonder why?
Vincent (to Ripper & Poppy): I can't imagine. I suspect it's because she doesn't want me to have nice things. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Honey, do you think it's a good idea to alienate the cook? :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. Good point. I'll behave.
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): Heh. Do you guys want me to leave so I don't get in the way of your bickering? :-p
Poppy (to Ripper): Sorry, honey. We've spent a lot of time together.
Vincent (to Ripper & Poppy): Oh don't worry. You're not getting in the way. We're experts at arguing with each other.
Ripper (to Poppy & Vincent): Heh. I can see that. By the way the pot roast was delicious, I think I may have to wait a bit before dessert
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): If you two want to retire to the living room with your drinks, I'll tidy up in here & join you later.
Vincent (to Poppy): Good heavens! Go sit down for a few minutes, Poppy. You made dinner. I can straighten up.
Poppy (to Vincent): No, no. I'm playing at being the dutiful housewife. Donna Reed would never let you clean up. :-) Go be a good host and entertain our guest, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Alright! Alright! I was just trying to keep you from threatening to shoot me again. :-P (to Ripper) Oh, this is odd. It's been months since I've seen you, so I keep wanting to ask what you've been up to.
Ripper (to Vincent): I understand, it always takes me a little while to get reacclimated... So, uh, dutiful housewife, huh?
Vincent (to Ripper): I think the apron has warped her brain.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh. I'd have to agree with you... It might be simply practice for Sunday, though.
Vincent (to Ripper): What? Why? What's going on Sunday? Mmmm hmmm. There's no chance in hell you're going to tell me, is there?
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, if you don't know... I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't say anymore. Crap, just forget I said anything.
Vincent (to Ripper): Ah. Spy stuff, I take it.
Ripper (to Vincent): Sorry, I don't think I want Poppy shooting me, Captain. The only reason, I know anything is because she asked about a contact of mine & needed help setting up a cover identity. I think that's safe to tell you.
Vincent (to Ripper): Well, damn. A change of subject is in order, I suppose. What do civilized people talk about?
Ripper (to Vincent): The weather? Sports? Um, I have really no idea...
Vincent (to Ripper): Really? Thank heavens I've never been a civilized person then! Oh! I almost forgot entirely. Magdalena sends her regards.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh, uh, good regards I hope?
Vincent (to Ripper): Um, actually, I believe she mentioned something about a dull ax and a rather intimate area of your anatomy.
Ripper (to Vincent): ... I was worried about that. I guess she's still mad about Sabine...
Vincent (to Ripper): Yes, I believe she mentioned something about Sabine. And Babette.
Ripper (to Vincent): Oh... Well, I'll remember to bring her a present the next time I go to Padgett's.
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'd bring a bodyguard if I were you, Professor.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh, this isn't the first time she's been mad at me... She usually warms back up.
Vincent (to Ripper): Well, well, Professor. I don't know if I'm scandalized or impressed!
Ripper (to Vincent): I'd prefer impressed. :-)
Vincent (to Ripper): Ha ha ha! Fair enough.
Poppy (to Vincent & Ripper): Alright sweeties, you can stop talking about me. :-p
Vincent (to Poppy): You know I never compliment you behind your back, hun. What good would that do me?
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): I hate to say this, but it's time to take my leave. Thank you both for a very nice evening.
Vincent (to Ripper): Thank you again for your help cleaning up my mess, Professor.
Poppy (to Ripper): It was my pleasure, honey.
Ripper (to Vincent): Heh. If you put in a good word for me with Magdalena I'll call it even. :-)
Vincent (to Ripper): Hee hee. I'll see what I can do.
Ripper (to Poppy): Thank you for making dinner, it was fantastic. And, if I didn't mention it earlier, you look quite fetching in that dress.
Poppy (to Ripper): Oh my...
Ripper (to Vincent & Poppy): I'll see you both later.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. If he hadn't saved me from a hanging, I would let Mr. Hands-On Research sort out his own lady troubles.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm. What, honey? I'm sorry, I was a little distracted.
Vincent (to Poppy): Nothing. If you're done playing Donna Reed, I'm going to go do the dishes.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm done... What's wrong, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): It's nothing, hun. I'm sure I'm just tired. Relax a while. I'll clean up the kitchen.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, alright... I'm going to get out of this getup, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): As nice as you look, hun, I can't say that I blame you. I'll be in here scrubbing the pots and drinking the rest of the wine.
Poppy (to Vincent): All of the wine, honey? I wouldn't mind another glass...
Vincent (to Poppy): Well then you'd better hurry! :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Would you pour me a glass then, honey? I'll be out in a second.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Of course, hun. Don't worry. It was an idle threat.
Poppy (to Vincent): So, that was nice. We should throw dinner parties more often, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ripper did suggest we have a housewarming party.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, he IS a bright man, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm. Well, I can't really argue that fact, I suppose. Then, do you think we should throw a housewarming, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I don't know. I think that might be weird, honey. Do roommates do that kind of thing over here?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Is it not? I didn't realize... Oh! Ooo! That bloody, British... That's it. I don't care. He's on his own with Magdalena! Sorry, hun. I didn't mean to make things awkward.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, you didn't do anything, honey... So, Jacob was implying something by his suggestion?
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm not sure, hun. I didn't realize it might be weird until you said something.
Poppy (to Vincent): I just had never heard of roommates throwing a housewarming party, I mean it may happen...
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I've never actually thrown a party, so I'm the wrong bloke to ask.
