Poppy (to Zoe): Zoe honey, are you busy at the moment?
Zoe (to Poppy): No, I was just reading a book. Do you need help with something?
Poppy (to Zoe): Yes, I do, honey. Hold this... And, this... stand still, just like that... Now, tell me what you know about Nate & Aiden.
Zoe (to Poppy): ... What!?! I don't know anything. You sent them off together. Oh.. Shit.
Poppy (to Zoe): Yes, I did before I realized that they were just a little too eager to go.
Zoe (to Poppy): I plead the fifth.
Poppy (to Zoe): Fine, honey, if that's how you want to play it... By the way, I've invited Colin over for dinner tonight.
Zoe (to Poppy): Oh.
In New London, Britannia:
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Someone died in these clothes, didn't they? It sure as shit SMELLS like someone did.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): No one died in them. They've been in mothballs in a closet. They were my brother's old clothes. Calm down.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Sorry. For one, I'm not used to wearing all these layers... .Jesus. How do y'all keep from sweltering to death?
Aiden (to Nathaniel): We don't wear them unless we're going out in public... Hold still, let me fix your tie... You look quite handsome.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): I look like a funeral director. Would you like to pick out a casket for your dearly beloved, or shall we chuck him in a hole? ... Thanks, though.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): So, you think I dress like a funeral director? Hmmm...
Nathaniel (to Aiden): A bit. Usually, whenever someone is wearing this much clothing back home, they're trying to sell you something. Something massively overpriced.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): ... Well, just think how much fun it will be to take it all off.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Oh. Uh...
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Sorry... We should probably go.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): ... It wasn't a complaint. I just don't know what to say when you say shit like that. But, um, yeah, we should probably go.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Heh... It's funny when you're speechless. The Vault is a couple blocks away.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): So, I'm funny when I'm speechless and cute when I'm flustered? Great. At least my fucking awkwardness is good for something.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Bloody hell, you know you're absolutely terrible to flirt with... Go through the door on your left.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Oh. I thought... Sorry. I'm not really used to having anyone flirt with me. Door on the left. Got it.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Really? I find that hard to believe... At the bottom of the steps take the hall on the right.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Really? Everyone in my home town thought I was... Wait. You're flirting again, aren't you? Heh. You're gonna have to start holding up a sign or some shit around me.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): ... Stop right here.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Oh. Um, OK. Uh... Where do we go? Shouldn't there be a door or something?
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Hush you.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): This is nowhere near where that Vault thing where we're supposed to be, is it?
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Ye of little faith... hit the red square to the left of you with your foot. We have to go down a few floors.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): Oh. Heh. Too bad. What does the red square do... Oh holy fuck! This is some serious James Bond shit.
Aiden (to Nathaniel): Heh. When we stop go to the end of the hall, tell the man there that the Magpie sent you. I'll be waiting right here.
Nathaniel (to Aiden): The Magpie sent me? Um, yeah. OK. Wish me luck. I'll see you in a minute. I hope...
Several hours later. at Poppy & Vincent's apartment, West Piedmont:
Zoe: ... Well, that was the most awkward dinner. EVER.
Victor (to Zoe): Hey. How are you holding up? I'm guessing super well from the 800 cigarettes you're smoking out here.
Zoe (to Victor): FUCKING HELL... Mom's interrogation technique is dangerous. I'm trying to keep my resolve, but I'm weakening. I can feel it.
Victor (to Zoe): Heh. Believe me, I'm well acquainted with Mom's interrogation tactics. Our parents are a touch overprotective, I'm afraid. Don't worry, she'll relax once they've had a chance to get used to the idea of you and Colin dating.
Zoe (to Victor): Oh... That's not what she's after. She's just using Colin as leverage. It's dirty pool.
Victor (to Zoe): Heh. You've met Mom before, right? Jesus. I don't know how you can stand to smoke those things. What is she after?
Zoe (to Victor): They're mint flavored, it makes it easier... She suspects I know something about Nate. And, she wants me to tell her what it is.
Victor (to Zoe): Shit. That's awkward. You have my pity. She's not going to leave you alone about that, you know that, right?
Zoe (to Victor): Yeah... She's a bit like a chihuahua with lockjaw when it comes to getting what she wants, isn't she?
Victor (to Zoe): Heh. Yeah. You've noticed that, have you?
Zoe (to Victor): Yeah, I'm very observant.
