Poppy (to Vincent): Hey, honey, did you just get in or have you been up and about, already? I think I passed out as soon as I got home.
Vincent (to Poppy): A little of both. I couldn't sleep, so I was up wandering about early this morning.
Poppy (to Vincent): What's troubling you, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Bad dreams, hun. Oof! I feel like hell. I made the mistake of reading that interview my sister did and the follow up piece in this week's Indie.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Anything I can do to help? I could bake something... or maybe, a backrub?
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. Well, far be it from me to refuse baked goods or a backrub. Don't worry, hun. I'm fine. It's all ancient history, after all.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know, honey, but that doesn't mean it hurts any less. Is that the only thing that's bugging you?
Vincent (to Poppy): No. I suppose it's not the only thing, hun. Just the most recent. You'll be extra careful, won't you? On your mission? Maladori has done work for Hiiri before, and if you're recognized...
Poppy (to Vincent): Then we abort the mission and get the heck out of there, honey... it's protocol. We'll be fine, I promise... it's sweet of you to be worried.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know you will, hun. I know how capable you are. It's just...Months ago, when we first started having to deal with Hiiri, she murdered two of Smythe's men, and left their bodies strung up for my sister to find. What she did to them was horrible. I had nightmares about it for weeks. The memory of finding them like that has been rattling around in my head...
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm sorry, honey. I don't know what to say... Honestly, I don't know if there's anything I can say to ease your mind. But, at the first sign of trouble, Percy and I will get out of there.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know, hun. I'm just feeling jumpy, because I haven't slept, and I had that dream that you...Oh God! Don't mind me.
Poppy (to Vincent): What? You had a dream about me?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh... Uh, heh. I wish it was as sexy as it sounds. It was more like a nightmare. It's nothing.
Poppy (to Vincent): No, honey, please tell me... it might make you feel better to talk about it.
Vincent (to Poppy): It was just a nightmare, hun. I dreamed Hiiri got her hands on you, and let Carver... Well... And for whatever reason, my mother was there helping her. And so was Alistair, but he was all... mutilated.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oooh, honey... c'mere.
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm alright, hun. Like I said, it was just a nightmare.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... alright. Sorry to assume you might want a hug... I'll just go and make myself some tea, then.
Vincent (to Poppy): Poppy. Poppy! I didn't mean it like that. I'm just... I'm trying not to let this freak me out so much, OK? I'm exhausted, and I'm having a real hard time not feeling responsible for all this mess!
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, when are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours, that the only people responsible for this mess are the ones that did the messing? You have done the best you could with the knowledge that you had. No one blames you, I really wish you'd stop blaming yourself. I know you grew up with your parent's constantly telling you that you were horrible, but it's not true. You are wonderful and there are lots of people who love and care about you. And, they would all like you to stop punishing yourself.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know, hun. Thank you.
Poppy (to Vincent): You're welcome... why are you looking at me like that?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm? Like what, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Like I just said something that caught your attention, honey... and it's made you look at me funny.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Uh... Nothing. It's nothing. Really. I should probably go. Um, try to get some sleep, that is. I mean, work tonight & all.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine, honey... if you say so.
A few minutes later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, can I ask you something before you fall asleep?
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. Sure, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): We seem to have lost our ride for the mission. Would you be willing to be our pilot on Sunday? The pay is quite lucrative.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. Of course. Heh. You should know by now that I'll do anything you... zzz.
Poppy (to Vincent): Sleep sweet, honey...
An hour or so later:
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Hey, Poppy. Is Vincent home?
Poppy (to Eep): Hello there, stranger. Vincent's taking a nap, honey. He had trouble sleeping last night. Anything I can help you with?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Don't bother waking him up, just... uh, keep him away from the college for a while.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh, why? What's going on at the college, honey?
Eep (to Poppy): There was an art opening today, and that church of his dad's is protesting it.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh goody, that's just what he needs today... He was already in such a great mood after reading the articles. I'll do my best. Thank you for the warning, honey.
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. No problem. I was gonna go to the opening night reception, but I'm worried I'll punch someone. So. He read those articles, huh? Jesus. He shoulda known better than to do that.
Poppy (to Eep): Yeah, I get the impression he was looking for something to torture himself about... Honestly, I'm a little worried about him. He's been acting weird towards me ever since I told him that I had to crossover on Sunday. All moody and distant... Oh god, he's turning into a mini you... you haven't found yourself attracted to boys recently, have you? I'm sorry, I'm just joking... you're as hetero as they come.
Eep (to Poppy): You done?
Poppy (to Eep): Yes... would you like something to drink, honey? I was going to fix myself another cup of tea.
Eep (to Poppy): I'm fine. Thanks. You're pretty freaked out about Vincent, huh?
Poppy (to Eep): Well, I guess I am, just a bit. I mean, he usually tells me everything, and I can tell he's not this time... How would you feel in my place?
Eep (to Poppy): Probably pretty freaked out. Not that I'm exactly an expert on how to handle Vincent. Honestly, if he tells you everything, then you're the only one.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh? That can't possibly be true, honey... I mean, don't you have more than one person you tell everything to?
Eep (to Poppy): Uh... no. Not really. I don't think he does either. I mean, think about it. I've known him for years, and didn't even know he had changed his name. Or where he was from. Or who his dad really is. For all his constant yammering, he doesn't really say much about himself, does he? At least not to me.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh... I didn't realize. I thought for sure he told you or Mouse everything. I'm almost afraid to ask, but who do you talk to about things that are bothering you?
Eep (to Poppy): Now? Mouse. Before that? Uh, no one really. I mean, I would blow up sooner or later, I guess. I'm not really the best person to ask. I'm not really the chatty type.
Poppy (to Eep): Heehee, really honey? I would have never noticed that about you. :-P
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. Shocking, I know. I gotta get going. I've got work tonight. You OK?
Poppy (to Eep): Oh sure, honey, I'll be fine. Thanks for giving me a heads up about college. Have a good night!
Eep (to Poppy): Later.
A short time later:
Eep (to Mouse): Hey, pretty lady. Feeling better, or are you still to kill someone?
Mouse (to Eep): I'm feeling better. I went downstairs and hit the punching bag for a bit. How are you, handsome?
Eep (to Mouse): OK. I stopped by Poppy and Vincent's and warned them to avoid the school. Here. I got you a chocolate croissant.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, thank you, it looks delicious. How did Vincent take the news?
Eep (to Mouse): I didn't talk to him. He was asleep when I got there, so I told Poppy. She wasn't thrilled.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh... well, hopefully, she'll just keep him away from the school without telling him the reason. No need to have him stressing more about it than he probably already is... Is that really what you're wearing to work tonight?
Eep (to Mouse): Uh... Yes? No? Why? What's the right answer?
Mouse (to Eep): Because, you look damn sexy in those pants. I am now going to be sitting here feeling very lonely all night.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Heh. Well, uh, you could always come in and hang out. Heh. Or I could call Wanda for you. Or Poppy. Or both. :-P
Mouse (to Eep): Actually, I'm gonna call Wanda & see if she wants to go out.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. You must be feeling stir crazy. See you later, pretty lady.
Mouse (to Wanda): Hey lady, have any plans for the night?
Wanda (to Mouse): Nope. Whatcha thinking?
Mouse (to Wanda): Going to the Rolled Stocking for the show & then maybe to Drac's... I think Poppy's performing.
Wanda (to Mouse): Ooo! That sounds like fun. I didn't know Poppy was performing at the Rolled Stocking.
Mouse (to Wanda): She is a hostess there & occasionally she performs.
Wanda (to Mouse): Ooo! That sounds kinda faboo, actually.
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, get dressed & we'll go out.
Wanda (to Mouse): I'll be ready in a coupla ticks!
An hour or so later:
Poppy (to Mouse & Wanda): Hello, lovelies! Here for the show? It's going to be a good one... I'll sit you at one of the VIP tables. :-)
Wanda (to Poppy): Thank you! (to Mouse) Ooo! Aren't we Hoity Toity?
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh god, that means there's going to be audience participation... Brace yourself.
Wanda (to Mouse): Oooo! That sounds interesting...
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, stop making that face, nothing horrible is going to happen to you... Oh I need to go get changed.
Mouse (to Wanda): So, how's everything with you? I feel like I saw you more when you lived cross town. :-)
Wanda (to Mouse): Ha ha! For reals! Well, finals are over so I should be around more often. Maybe. I need another job. Or we need a new roommate. Probably both.
Mouse (to Wanda): The roommate search not going well? (to Vincent) Hey, little brother, I don't know if you care, but I think Poppy's about to perform shortly, if you can sneak away.
Wanda (to Mouse): Good gods, not really. I HATE doing the whole "roommate screening" thing. It's like Star Search, but with way more creeps.
Vincent (to Mouse): Really? I'm not sure I can, but I'll try. Wait. You're not telling me this so you can make fun of me, are you?
Mouse (to Wanda): There's an image... :-p (to Vincent) No, I just thought you might want to see her perform.
Wanda (to Mouse): One guy wanted to know if we'd have a "huge meltdown" if he grew pot in the bathroom. I shit you not. Another chick must have asked me and Robert if we were living in sin like 80 bazillion times.
Vincent (to Mouse): Mmm. Well, I will admit I AM curious are hell.
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, I suppose that's one way of putting it. :-p
Wanda (to Mouse): Hee hee hee. Seriously. I managed to scare her away with tales of my Jewish anarchist upbringing. If she coulda flung holy water at us, I think she would've.
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh god, I wish I could have seen that.
Wanda (to Mouse): Hee hee! Next time, I promise to film it. We'll put it on the internet and make a million dollars.
Mouse (to Wanda): ... Oh shit, I think that's Percy off stage with Poppy. This is either going to be wonderful or terrifying.
Wanda (to Mouse): By Thor's hammer! Who is Percy? Can I get to know him? Oh god, please say yes.
Mouse (to Wanda): He's Poppy's brother...
Wanda (to Mouse): I don't know if that's the most awesome news ever, or the most tragic. Oy vey!
Vincent (to Wanda & Mouse): Hey cuties! Look at you two, sitting up front. I can't stay long. I'm on "break." ;-)
Mouse (to Vincent): Just in time... Oh my! (to Vincent & Wanda) I recognize this song... Wow...
Vincent (to Mouse & Wanda): Oh good God in heaven.
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh my, this might be the hottest & the most disturbing thing I have ever seen & I once watched a whole Sex & the City episode.
Wanda (to Mouse): Hottest. Without question. The hottest.
Mouse (to Vincent & Wanda): Are you okay?
Vincent (to Mouse): No.
Wanda (to Mouse): Yes.
Mouse (to Vincent): Do you need a drink, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): I, uh... What?
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, do you want me to introduce you to Percy?
Wanda (to Mouse): YES.
Mouse (to Wanda & Vincent): Oh god, they kissed each other... I need another drink.
Vincent (to Mouse): I think I need a cold shower.
Wanda (to Mouse & Vincent): You and me both, short stack.
Mouse (to Vincent): So, it looks like they're getting along, now. Ummm, so yay!
Vincent (to Mouse): Yeah. Yay. Oh. Shit! Work. I need to head back. See you later, sweetie. Tell Poppy and Percy, um... wow. (to Wanda) Later, tater!
Poppy (to Percy): Well, it looked like the crowd liked it. So, it should work for tomorrow. Let's go sit down, I need a drink.
Percy (to Poppy): You're seriously going to make me keep the dress on, honey? ... Fine. (to Mouse & Wanda) Hi there, pretty ladies!
Poppy (to Mouse & Wanda): Hey sweeties... So did you like the show or was it too much?
Wanda (to Poppy): Holy god... If I could marry that act and make it my bride, I totes would! That was SUPER hot. (to Percy) I can't speak for anyone else, but I'm not complaining you're keeping the dress on.
Poppy (to Wanda): Heehee, thank you. Oh, I almost forgot, this is my brother Percy. (to Percy) Percy, this is my friend, Wanda.
Percy (to Wanda): It's a pleasure to meet you, Wanda.
Wanda (to Percy): Glad to hear it. I know I'm thrilled to meet you. Especially after that strip tease.
Mouse (to Wanda & Percy): Would you like Poppy & I to give you some alone time?
Percy (to Wanda): Well, I like being intriguing, honey... And, trust me I look much better with the dress off... But, then you look like the kind of woman that would want proof... ;-p
Wanda (to Percy): And, if proof involves you getting nekkid, then yes. I am totes the kinda girl who wants proof. (to Mouse & Poppy) Uh...You two wouldn't mind if I hung around here with Percy a little longer, would you?
Percy (to Wanda): Well, the night is still young, pretty lady, so you never know. ;-) (to Mouse & Poppy) If you don't mind, sweeties, take a hike.
Wanda (to Poppy): Oh! And before I forget, Vincent says hi. I think his exact statement about your act was, "Wow."
Poppy (to Wanda & Percy): Have fun, you two!
Wanda (to Poppy): Later. Tater tot!
A short time later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hi sexy man. I'm just stopping by on my way home.
Eep (to Mouse): Hey, pretty lady! Sounds good. We've got a lot of stragglers tonight. I'll be home as soon as I can. How was girl's night?
Mouse (to Eep): It was fun & weird. Wanda stuck around to hang out with Percy & I'm bringing Poppy home.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. That's, uh... Yeah. That's fucking weird.
Vincent (to Poppy): A little of both. I couldn't sleep, so I was up wandering about early this morning.
Poppy (to Vincent): What's troubling you, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Bad dreams, hun. Oof! I feel like hell. I made the mistake of reading that interview my sister did and the follow up piece in this week's Indie.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Anything I can do to help? I could bake something... or maybe, a backrub?
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. Well, far be it from me to refuse baked goods or a backrub. Don't worry, hun. I'm fine. It's all ancient history, after all.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know, honey, but that doesn't mean it hurts any less. Is that the only thing that's bugging you?
Vincent (to Poppy): No. I suppose it's not the only thing, hun. Just the most recent. You'll be extra careful, won't you? On your mission? Maladori has done work for Hiiri before, and if you're recognized...
Poppy (to Vincent): Then we abort the mission and get the heck out of there, honey... it's protocol. We'll be fine, I promise... it's sweet of you to be worried.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know you will, hun. I know how capable you are. It's just...Months ago, when we first started having to deal with Hiiri, she murdered two of Smythe's men, and left their bodies strung up for my sister to find. What she did to them was horrible. I had nightmares about it for weeks. The memory of finding them like that has been rattling around in my head...
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm sorry, honey. I don't know what to say... Honestly, I don't know if there's anything I can say to ease your mind. But, at the first sign of trouble, Percy and I will get out of there.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know, hun. I'm just feeling jumpy, because I haven't slept, and I had that dream that you...Oh God! Don't mind me.
Poppy (to Vincent): What? You had a dream about me?
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh... Uh, heh. I wish it was as sexy as it sounds. It was more like a nightmare. It's nothing.
Poppy (to Vincent): No, honey, please tell me... it might make you feel better to talk about it.
Vincent (to Poppy): It was just a nightmare, hun. I dreamed Hiiri got her hands on you, and let Carver... Well... And for whatever reason, my mother was there helping her. And so was Alistair, but he was all... mutilated.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oooh, honey... c'mere.
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm alright, hun. Like I said, it was just a nightmare.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh... alright. Sorry to assume you might want a hug... I'll just go and make myself some tea, then.
Vincent (to Poppy): Poppy. Poppy! I didn't mean it like that. I'm just... I'm trying not to let this freak me out so much, OK? I'm exhausted, and I'm having a real hard time not feeling responsible for all this mess!
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, when are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours, that the only people responsible for this mess are the ones that did the messing? You have done the best you could with the knowledge that you had. No one blames you, I really wish you'd stop blaming yourself. I know you grew up with your parent's constantly telling you that you were horrible, but it's not true. You are wonderful and there are lots of people who love and care about you. And, they would all like you to stop punishing yourself.
Vincent (to Poppy): I know, hun. Thank you.
Poppy (to Vincent): You're welcome... why are you looking at me like that?
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm? Like what, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Like I just said something that caught your attention, honey... and it's made you look at me funny.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Uh... Nothing. It's nothing. Really. I should probably go. Um, try to get some sleep, that is. I mean, work tonight & all.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine, honey... if you say so.
A few minutes later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, can I ask you something before you fall asleep?
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. Sure, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): We seem to have lost our ride for the mission. Would you be willing to be our pilot on Sunday? The pay is quite lucrative.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmmm. Of course. Heh. You should know by now that I'll do anything you... zzz.
Poppy (to Vincent): Sleep sweet, honey...
An hour or so later:
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Hey, Poppy. Is Vincent home?
Poppy (to Eep): Hello there, stranger. Vincent's taking a nap, honey. He had trouble sleeping last night. Anything I can help you with?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Don't bother waking him up, just... uh, keep him away from the college for a while.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh, why? What's going on at the college, honey?
Eep (to Poppy): There was an art opening today, and that church of his dad's is protesting it.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh goody, that's just what he needs today... He was already in such a great mood after reading the articles. I'll do my best. Thank you for the warning, honey.
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. No problem. I was gonna go to the opening night reception, but I'm worried I'll punch someone. So. He read those articles, huh? Jesus. He shoulda known better than to do that.
Poppy (to Eep): Yeah, I get the impression he was looking for something to torture himself about... Honestly, I'm a little worried about him. He's been acting weird towards me ever since I told him that I had to crossover on Sunday. All moody and distant... Oh god, he's turning into a mini you... you haven't found yourself attracted to boys recently, have you? I'm sorry, I'm just joking... you're as hetero as they come.
Eep (to Poppy): You done?
Poppy (to Eep): Yes... would you like something to drink, honey? I was going to fix myself another cup of tea.
Eep (to Poppy): I'm fine. Thanks. You're pretty freaked out about Vincent, huh?
Poppy (to Eep): Well, I guess I am, just a bit. I mean, he usually tells me everything, and I can tell he's not this time... How would you feel in my place?
Eep (to Poppy): Probably pretty freaked out. Not that I'm exactly an expert on how to handle Vincent. Honestly, if he tells you everything, then you're the only one.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh? That can't possibly be true, honey... I mean, don't you have more than one person you tell everything to?
Eep (to Poppy): Uh... no. Not really. I don't think he does either. I mean, think about it. I've known him for years, and didn't even know he had changed his name. Or where he was from. Or who his dad really is. For all his constant yammering, he doesn't really say much about himself, does he? At least not to me.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh... I didn't realize. I thought for sure he told you or Mouse everything. I'm almost afraid to ask, but who do you talk to about things that are bothering you?
Eep (to Poppy): Now? Mouse. Before that? Uh, no one really. I mean, I would blow up sooner or later, I guess. I'm not really the best person to ask. I'm not really the chatty type.
Poppy (to Eep): Heehee, really honey? I would have never noticed that about you. :-P
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. Shocking, I know. I gotta get going. I've got work tonight. You OK?
Poppy (to Eep): Oh sure, honey, I'll be fine. Thanks for giving me a heads up about college. Have a good night!
Eep (to Poppy): Later.
A short time later:
Eep (to Mouse): Hey, pretty lady. Feeling better, or are you still to kill someone?
Mouse (to Eep): I'm feeling better. I went downstairs and hit the punching bag for a bit. How are you, handsome?
Eep (to Mouse): OK. I stopped by Poppy and Vincent's and warned them to avoid the school. Here. I got you a chocolate croissant.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, thank you, it looks delicious. How did Vincent take the news?
Eep (to Mouse): I didn't talk to him. He was asleep when I got there, so I told Poppy. She wasn't thrilled.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh... well, hopefully, she'll just keep him away from the school without telling him the reason. No need to have him stressing more about it than he probably already is... Is that really what you're wearing to work tonight?
Eep (to Mouse): Uh... Yes? No? Why? What's the right answer?
Mouse (to Eep): Because, you look damn sexy in those pants. I am now going to be sitting here feeling very lonely all night.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Heh. Well, uh, you could always come in and hang out. Heh. Or I could call Wanda for you. Or Poppy. Or both. :-P
Mouse (to Eep): Actually, I'm gonna call Wanda & see if she wants to go out.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. You must be feeling stir crazy. See you later, pretty lady.
Mouse (to Wanda): Hey lady, have any plans for the night?
Wanda (to Mouse): Nope. Whatcha thinking?
Mouse (to Wanda): Going to the Rolled Stocking for the show & then maybe to Drac's... I think Poppy's performing.
Wanda (to Mouse): Ooo! That sounds like fun. I didn't know Poppy was performing at the Rolled Stocking.
Mouse (to Wanda): She is a hostess there & occasionally she performs.
Wanda (to Mouse): Ooo! That sounds kinda faboo, actually.
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, get dressed & we'll go out.
Wanda (to Mouse): I'll be ready in a coupla ticks!
An hour or so later:
Poppy (to Mouse & Wanda): Hello, lovelies! Here for the show? It's going to be a good one... I'll sit you at one of the VIP tables. :-)
Wanda (to Poppy): Thank you! (to Mouse) Ooo! Aren't we Hoity Toity?
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh god, that means there's going to be audience participation... Brace yourself.
Wanda (to Mouse): Oooo! That sounds interesting...
Poppy (to Mouse): Honey, stop making that face, nothing horrible is going to happen to you... Oh I need to go get changed.
Mouse (to Wanda): So, how's everything with you? I feel like I saw you more when you lived cross town. :-)
Wanda (to Mouse): Ha ha! For reals! Well, finals are over so I should be around more often. Maybe. I need another job. Or we need a new roommate. Probably both.
Mouse (to Wanda): The roommate search not going well? (to Vincent) Hey, little brother, I don't know if you care, but I think Poppy's about to perform shortly, if you can sneak away.
Wanda (to Mouse): Good gods, not really. I HATE doing the whole "roommate screening" thing. It's like Star Search, but with way more creeps.
Vincent (to Mouse): Really? I'm not sure I can, but I'll try. Wait. You're not telling me this so you can make fun of me, are you?
Mouse (to Wanda): There's an image... :-p (to Vincent) No, I just thought you might want to see her perform.
Wanda (to Mouse): One guy wanted to know if we'd have a "huge meltdown" if he grew pot in the bathroom. I shit you not. Another chick must have asked me and Robert if we were living in sin like 80 bazillion times.
Vincent (to Mouse): Mmm. Well, I will admit I AM curious are hell.
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, I suppose that's one way of putting it. :-p
Wanda (to Mouse): Hee hee hee. Seriously. I managed to scare her away with tales of my Jewish anarchist upbringing. If she coulda flung holy water at us, I think she would've.
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh god, I wish I could have seen that.
Wanda (to Mouse): Hee hee! Next time, I promise to film it. We'll put it on the internet and make a million dollars.
Mouse (to Wanda): ... Oh shit, I think that's Percy off stage with Poppy. This is either going to be wonderful or terrifying.
Wanda (to Mouse): By Thor's hammer! Who is Percy? Can I get to know him? Oh god, please say yes.
Mouse (to Wanda): He's Poppy's brother...
Wanda (to Mouse): I don't know if that's the most awesome news ever, or the most tragic. Oy vey!
Vincent (to Wanda & Mouse): Hey cuties! Look at you two, sitting up front. I can't stay long. I'm on "break." ;-)
Mouse (to Vincent): Just in time... Oh my! (to Vincent & Wanda) I recognize this song... Wow...
Vincent (to Mouse & Wanda): Oh good God in heaven.
Mouse (to Wanda): Oh my, this might be the hottest & the most disturbing thing I have ever seen & I once watched a whole Sex & the City episode.
Wanda (to Mouse): Hottest. Without question. The hottest.
Mouse (to Vincent & Wanda): Are you okay?
Vincent (to Mouse): No.
Wanda (to Mouse): Yes.
Mouse (to Vincent): Do you need a drink, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): I, uh... What?
Mouse (to Wanda): Well, do you want me to introduce you to Percy?
Wanda (to Mouse): YES.
Mouse (to Wanda & Vincent): Oh god, they kissed each other... I need another drink.
Vincent (to Mouse): I think I need a cold shower.
Wanda (to Mouse & Vincent): You and me both, short stack.
Mouse (to Vincent): So, it looks like they're getting along, now. Ummm, so yay!
Vincent (to Mouse): Yeah. Yay. Oh. Shit! Work. I need to head back. See you later, sweetie. Tell Poppy and Percy, um... wow. (to Wanda) Later, tater!
Poppy (to Percy): Well, it looked like the crowd liked it. So, it should work for tomorrow. Let's go sit down, I need a drink.
Percy (to Poppy): You're seriously going to make me keep the dress on, honey? ... Fine. (to Mouse & Wanda) Hi there, pretty ladies!
Poppy (to Mouse & Wanda): Hey sweeties... So did you like the show or was it too much?
Wanda (to Poppy): Holy god... If I could marry that act and make it my bride, I totes would! That was SUPER hot. (to Percy) I can't speak for anyone else, but I'm not complaining you're keeping the dress on.
Poppy (to Wanda): Heehee, thank you. Oh, I almost forgot, this is my brother Percy. (to Percy) Percy, this is my friend, Wanda.
Percy (to Wanda): It's a pleasure to meet you, Wanda.
Wanda (to Percy): Glad to hear it. I know I'm thrilled to meet you. Especially after that strip tease.
Mouse (to Wanda & Percy): Would you like Poppy & I to give you some alone time?
Percy (to Wanda): Well, I like being intriguing, honey... And, trust me I look much better with the dress off... But, then you look like the kind of woman that would want proof... ;-p
Wanda (to Percy): And, if proof involves you getting nekkid, then yes. I am totes the kinda girl who wants proof. (to Mouse & Poppy) Uh...You two wouldn't mind if I hung around here with Percy a little longer, would you?
Percy (to Wanda): Well, the night is still young, pretty lady, so you never know. ;-) (to Mouse & Poppy) If you don't mind, sweeties, take a hike.
Wanda (to Poppy): Oh! And before I forget, Vincent says hi. I think his exact statement about your act was, "Wow."
Poppy (to Wanda & Percy): Have fun, you two!
Wanda (to Poppy): Later. Tater tot!
A short time later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hi sexy man. I'm just stopping by on my way home.
Eep (to Mouse): Hey, pretty lady! Sounds good. We've got a lot of stragglers tonight. I'll be home as soon as I can. How was girl's night?
Mouse (to Eep): It was fun & weird. Wanda stuck around to hang out with Percy & I'm bringing Poppy home.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. That's, uh... Yeah. That's fucking weird.
