Persephone: Ugh! Sharing a bed with a smoky giant is not my idea of a good time. (to Victor) Are you up and about, yet? Wake up!
Victor (to Persephone): Gah! Seph! What... What're you doing? Why are you jumping on me? It's too damn early for this. Go away!
Persephone (to Victor): It's noon and I've been up for hours... Martian takes up the whole bed & she smells like a smokestack. I'm supposed to have flying lessons with your dad, soon. He's going to be cranky about you still being in bed, you know?
Victor (to Persephone): You were the one who wanted to bunk with her. I tried to warn you. Ugh. I feel like a train hit me. Why do I listen to you two when you say things like, "Here, Victor. Drink this."
Persephone (to Victor): Heehee, well I keep thinking that you've learned your lesson by now.You're always claiming that you can handle it, silly.
Victor (to Persephone): Drunk me is an idiot. Bluh. I'm up. Hey. Where is Martian? Usually she's chomping at the bit to get on board the ship.
Persephone (to Victor): Heh... She's in the dining room catching up on some work.
Victor (to Persephone): What? I thought she was on vacation. She's making us all look bad.
A short time later:
Victor (to Marlena): What on earth are you doing? Maths first thing in the morning? It's not decent! You and your decedent decimals keep away.
Marlena (to Victor): I'm not doing math. I just had some reading to do for a paper.
Victor (to Marlena): A likely story. You love math. You're gonna marry math and have little half math, half human babies. Nothing? Not even a twitch of the lips? Alright, Martian. What's bothering you?
Marlena (to Victor): Little man, I think you might be drunk. Hmmm? Oh, nothing, really... I was just thinking about something you said yesterday. Do you really remember a different timeline where I'm younger?
Victor (to Marlena): Oh. Um, yeah. I also remember one where Seph and I grew up together. It gets a little confusing in here sometimes. It's best not to ask, sometimes. Believe me.
Marlena (to Victor): If you say so, but it's gotta be weird for you.
Victor (to Marlena): Yeah. Heh. But, what in my life isn't weird? Fortunately, it doesn't happen often, just when... Not often. Anyway, my dad is giving Seph flying lessons today if you want to come.
Marlena (to Victor): Oh yeah, that would be awesome.
Victor (to Marlena): Stop nerding it up in here then, brainiac, and move your britches!
Marlena (to Victor): Watch it, shortie or I'll carry you to the airship.
Victor (to Marlena): I'd like to see you try it, Stretch. You're all height. My shoes weigh more than you.
Marlena (to Victor): Heh. What are those? platform shoes? They look like something the lollipop guild would wear.
Victor (to Marlena): Oh my god, you have NO fashion sense. I wasn't even going to mention this whole thing you've got going on until now. You should not wear that many colors together. You're SO not helping my hangover.
Marlena (to Victor): What!?! I look fine. You have lived too long on this side, little man.
Victor (to Marlena): Heh heh. Probably. Dad's trying to get me to go to college on the other side, but I don't know.
Marlena (to Victor): I'm staying in your parents old apartment, there's plenty of room...Why wouldn't you want to go to school over there?
Victor (to Marlena): I don't know. Like you said, I've been over here a long time. What am I going to have in common with any of my classmates? Not that I belong here any more than over there. I'm from both places, but not really from either. It's hard to explain.
Marlena (to Victor): Really? You're going to let a silly, little thing like that stop you? For shame. You can make friends with anyone, I've seen you do it.
Victor (to Marlena): Heh. Well, there's a difference between charming people and actually making friends, but thanks.
Marlena (to Victor): Well, I don't have many friends, either. They're a bit overrated, if you ask me. But, if you decide to do it, you can always hang out with me. I'll try not to pick on you too much in front of other people. :-P
Victor (to Marlena): Now I KNOW you're lying to try to make me feel better. Come on. Looks like Dad's about to touch down. Seph will slaughter us if we cost her even a SINGLE minute of flying time with our lollygagging.
Marlena (to Victor): Alright, let's get going.
