Mouse (to Poppy): Hey Poppy... how are you feeling? Should you be drinking coffee?
Poppy (to Mouse): Huh? What are you talking about, honey? ... Oh, right. No, it's okay. It was a mistake. The test was faulty. I'm not... you know.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh, that's great... I'm sure you & Vincent are relieved.
Poppy (to Mouse): Yes, most definitely... Speaking of which, I need to get back with the coffees before they get cold. See you later!
Mouse (to Poppy): Bye.
A short time later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Good morning, lover! I picked you up a latte & a scone.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. Thank you, sweetie! A beautiful woman bearing pastry is a nice way to face the morning. Oof. Good heavens. I slept like the dead last night! You were up bright and disgustingly early this AM.
Poppy (to Vincent): I had a restless night, honey, as soon as could, I got up for a swim, a workout and to run some errands. I'll probably crash in a bit and take a nap... Oh, I did run into your sister & told her about the mistake. She seemed concerned about my coffee consumption, so I assumed she must have known.
Vincent (to Poppy): She did. I told her the night you told me. Heh. She was the one who advised me to stop dithering and go find you.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm glad you did, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): I am too.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, just so you know, honey, I'm waiting to hear back from Percy. I asked him to see if he's heard anything about O'Malley, Drake & Hiiri... and, I have a thought about how to deal with them.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh? It doesn't involve leaving me hog-tied in a closet so I can never get myself into trouble again, does it?
Poppy (to Vincent): That's plan B, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): I like my Plan B better. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, we'll save that for plan C. :-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Or maybe just later tonight. ;-} What's your Plan A, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): We record a message of Mouse pretending to be Hiiri that is essentially talking of her plan to takeover the O'Malley's territory and then we leak it to them. Then, they'll be too busy dealing with each other to worry about us.
Vincent (to Poppy): Sweetie... Have I told you recently how amazing and brilliant you are? That's pure damned genius!
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey... Now, we just need to come up with the actual message for Mouse to read. We need something that will definitely upset the O'Malleys enough to distrust Hiiri.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh, that's easy. Just have "Hiiri" plot to finish of Miranda the same way she was going to get rid of Bellamy. It's probably not far from the truth.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, and I got word back from ISS, it looks like only one of your former crewmates have died, but it looks like it was an accident & not a hit.
Vincent (to Poppy): So, Drake only targeted Alistair then. Mmm. Why would Hiiri and O'Malley bother getting him involved if that's the case?
Poppy (to Vincent): I don't know... Maybe, there's something else going on that has nothing to do with us… Oh... Maybe, Hiiri really does plan on taking out O'Malley & Drake... and this is all still about her desire for power.
Vincent (to Poppy): That wouldn't surprise me. I know she's been trying to get that portal of hers working again.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm thankful that she hasn't, the last thing we need is for her to come wandering over here, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): God in heaven forbid! At least we know she's stuck in Britannia for the time being. Did you ever hear anything back from your brother about CLANNG's plot to deal with her? I'm still not a fan, mind you... But Hiiri's getting bolder. And scarier. I'll admit I'm at a loss for what to do about her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Actually, it's been fairly quiet on the brother front... which is odd. I should probably contact him.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmm. I'm not sure if that is a relief, or worries me more.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, sometimes Thaddeus gets easily distracted... you know with henchmen, and the wails of blind kittens.
Vincent (to Poppy): The wails of blind... No. You know what? I don't want to know.
Poppy (to Vincent): Yeah, it's probably for the best, honey… Can you ask your sister if she is willing to record the message, honey? The sooner, the better.
Vincent (to Mouse): Dearest, darling big sister, how much do you love me?
Mouse (to Vincent): Hmmm, is this a trick question?
Vincent (to Mouse): Totally. Poppy came up with a brilliant idea to turn O'Malley, Drake & your evil, robot counterpart against one another, BUT... We'll need you to record a message pretending to be Hiiri. Do you think you'd be able to do that?
Mouse (to Vincent): Ummm, sure... Will someone write something for me to read or am I going to have to wing it? I have the same voice, but she's such a bucket of crazy, I'm not sure I can fake that.
Vincent (to Mouse): We'll take care of that bit, sweetie. Somehow. THANK YOU. The last thing we need is those three forming a Legion of Doom.
Mouse (to Vincent): Happy to help, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh! And more good news, it looks like I don't have any "kill in the most painful, bloody way possible" contracts out on my life. So, yay!
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, that's wonderful to hear!
Vincent (to Mouse): No guff! God, I don't even want to tell you the kind of shape Alistair's body was in when it was found... Anyway. Yay for one less thing to worry about! Heh.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, that's good. If this plan of Poppy's works, will you promise me to stay out of trouble for a little while?
Vincent (to Mouse): I would LOVE to. I swear, I don't go looking for trouble, sweetie. I just kind of stumble into it. Honest!
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee, well just let me know when you want me to record the message & I can do it my studio.
Vincent (to Mouse): Will do! We'll let you know when we have something together. Thanks again, sister o' mine. See you soon. Love you!
Mouse (to Vincent): Love you too, little brother.
Vincent (to Poppy): Good news, hun. Mouse said she'll record the message for us in her studio. We just need to write the verbiage for her. She's not sure she can ad lib quite at that level of batpoop crazy.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, not really surprising, honey, who could... I'm going to take a nap & then I'll see if I can come up with something.
Vincent (to Poppy): No one I'd like to meet in a dark alley. Get some rest, hun. Do you need anything?
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, something to cuddle with... oh, wait there's Max. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Thrown over for the cat. So it begins.
Poppy (to Vincent): C'mere, lover... I was just kidding. You know perfectly well you're the only one that I like to cuddle with.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I know you were. I was just playing hard to get. I've got to keep your interest somehow, Ms Meriwether. ;-}
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I can't imagine ever losing interest in you... You get in way too much trouble.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. And here I promised my sister I would try to behave.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh? Well, that's a shame, honey. I mean, I was planning on getting you in trouble right now. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Really? Well, what sister dearest doesn't know won't hurt her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh god, please don't ever tell her, lover. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Are you kidding? I think Mouse would rip my tongue out if I even attempted to divulge. I'd like to keep it in my mouth where it belongs.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, me too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Maybe you can come up with something more interesting for me to do with my mouth... Hee hee. You're adorable when you blush, hun.
Poppy (to Mouse): Huh? What are you talking about, honey? ... Oh, right. No, it's okay. It was a mistake. The test was faulty. I'm not... you know.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh, that's great... I'm sure you & Vincent are relieved.
Poppy (to Mouse): Yes, most definitely... Speaking of which, I need to get back with the coffees before they get cold. See you later!
Mouse (to Poppy): Bye.
A short time later:
Poppy (to Vincent): Good morning, lover! I picked you up a latte & a scone.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. Thank you, sweetie! A beautiful woman bearing pastry is a nice way to face the morning. Oof. Good heavens. I slept like the dead last night! You were up bright and disgustingly early this AM.
Poppy (to Vincent): I had a restless night, honey, as soon as could, I got up for a swim, a workout and to run some errands. I'll probably crash in a bit and take a nap... Oh, I did run into your sister & told her about the mistake. She seemed concerned about my coffee consumption, so I assumed she must have known.
Vincent (to Poppy): She did. I told her the night you told me. Heh. She was the one who advised me to stop dithering and go find you.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm glad you did, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): I am too.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, just so you know, honey, I'm waiting to hear back from Percy. I asked him to see if he's heard anything about O'Malley, Drake & Hiiri... and, I have a thought about how to deal with them.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh? It doesn't involve leaving me hog-tied in a closet so I can never get myself into trouble again, does it?
Poppy (to Vincent): That's plan B, honey. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): I like my Plan B better. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, we'll save that for plan C. :-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Or maybe just later tonight. ;-} What's your Plan A, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): We record a message of Mouse pretending to be Hiiri that is essentially talking of her plan to takeover the O'Malley's territory and then we leak it to them. Then, they'll be too busy dealing with each other to worry about us.
Vincent (to Poppy): Sweetie... Have I told you recently how amazing and brilliant you are? That's pure damned genius!
Poppy (to Vincent): Thank you, honey... Now, we just need to come up with the actual message for Mouse to read. We need something that will definitely upset the O'Malleys enough to distrust Hiiri.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh, that's easy. Just have "Hiiri" plot to finish of Miranda the same way she was going to get rid of Bellamy. It's probably not far from the truth.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, and I got word back from ISS, it looks like only one of your former crewmates have died, but it looks like it was an accident & not a hit.
Vincent (to Poppy): So, Drake only targeted Alistair then. Mmm. Why would Hiiri and O'Malley bother getting him involved if that's the case?
Poppy (to Vincent): I don't know... Maybe, there's something else going on that has nothing to do with us… Oh... Maybe, Hiiri really does plan on taking out O'Malley & Drake... and this is all still about her desire for power.
Vincent (to Poppy): That wouldn't surprise me. I know she's been trying to get that portal of hers working again.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I'm thankful that she hasn't, the last thing we need is for her to come wandering over here, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): God in heaven forbid! At least we know she's stuck in Britannia for the time being. Did you ever hear anything back from your brother about CLANNG's plot to deal with her? I'm still not a fan, mind you... But Hiiri's getting bolder. And scarier. I'll admit I'm at a loss for what to do about her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Actually, it's been fairly quiet on the brother front... which is odd. I should probably contact him.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmm. I'm not sure if that is a relief, or worries me more.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, sometimes Thaddeus gets easily distracted... you know with henchmen, and the wails of blind kittens.
Vincent (to Poppy): The wails of blind... No. You know what? I don't want to know.
Poppy (to Vincent): Yeah, it's probably for the best, honey… Can you ask your sister if she is willing to record the message, honey? The sooner, the better.
Vincent (to Mouse): Dearest, darling big sister, how much do you love me?
Mouse (to Vincent): Hmmm, is this a trick question?
Vincent (to Mouse): Totally. Poppy came up with a brilliant idea to turn O'Malley, Drake & your evil, robot counterpart against one another, BUT... We'll need you to record a message pretending to be Hiiri. Do you think you'd be able to do that?
Mouse (to Vincent): Ummm, sure... Will someone write something for me to read or am I going to have to wing it? I have the same voice, but she's such a bucket of crazy, I'm not sure I can fake that.
Vincent (to Mouse): We'll take care of that bit, sweetie. Somehow. THANK YOU. The last thing we need is those three forming a Legion of Doom.
Mouse (to Vincent): Happy to help, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh! And more good news, it looks like I don't have any "kill in the most painful, bloody way possible" contracts out on my life. So, yay!
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, that's wonderful to hear!
Vincent (to Mouse): No guff! God, I don't even want to tell you the kind of shape Alistair's body was in when it was found... Anyway. Yay for one less thing to worry about! Heh.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, that's good. If this plan of Poppy's works, will you promise me to stay out of trouble for a little while?
Vincent (to Mouse): I would LOVE to. I swear, I don't go looking for trouble, sweetie. I just kind of stumble into it. Honest!
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee, well just let me know when you want me to record the message & I can do it my studio.
Vincent (to Mouse): Will do! We'll let you know when we have something together. Thanks again, sister o' mine. See you soon. Love you!
Mouse (to Vincent): Love you too, little brother.
Vincent (to Poppy): Good news, hun. Mouse said she'll record the message for us in her studio. We just need to write the verbiage for her. She's not sure she can ad lib quite at that level of batpoop crazy.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, not really surprising, honey, who could... I'm going to take a nap & then I'll see if I can come up with something.
Vincent (to Poppy): No one I'd like to meet in a dark alley. Get some rest, hun. Do you need anything?
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, something to cuddle with... oh, wait there's Max. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Thrown over for the cat. So it begins.
Poppy (to Vincent): C'mere, lover... I was just kidding. You know perfectly well you're the only one that I like to cuddle with.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I know you were. I was just playing hard to get. I've got to keep your interest somehow, Ms Meriwether. ;-}
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, I can't imagine ever losing interest in you... You get in way too much trouble.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. And here I promised my sister I would try to behave.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh? Well, that's a shame, honey. I mean, I was planning on getting you in trouble right now. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): Really? Well, what sister dearest doesn't know won't hurt her.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh god, please don't ever tell her, lover. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Are you kidding? I think Mouse would rip my tongue out if I even attempted to divulge. I'd like to keep it in my mouth where it belongs.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, me too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Maybe you can come up with something more interesting for me to do with my mouth... Hee hee. You're adorable when you blush, hun.
