Winchester (to Poppy): Miss Poppy? I'm sorry to wake you, but you wanted to know when the trap had been sprung. Fiona should be returning shortly with a full report. Also, Wilkes has news from his contact in Parliament.
Poppy (to Winchester): Alright, honey. I'll be down in operations in just a minute. How is the move to the Inn going?
Winchester (to Poppy): It's almost complete. Fiona needs to make her rounds & check that the bunker is secure & we should be good to close it up.
Poppy (to Winchester): That's good to hear, honey. Now, give me a minute to put my face on.
Winchester (to Poppy): Yes, ma'am.
A few moments later:
Fiona (to Aiden & Winchester): WHOOO! You lads never have to get me a thing for my birthday, Christmas or retirement! I've just had all my holidays for all time. Hee hee hee.
Winchester (to Fiona): You are positively glowing, Fiona. I haven't seen you this excited since that time in Ireland.
Aiden (to Fiona): So, I take it your mission went well?
Fiona (to Aiden & Winchester): Boys, if you want to get a girl's heart beating and her fires stoked, you can't go wrong with a bit of arson, and a LOT of explosions. Ooch! I've burned off all my hair, haven't I? Hee hee.
Aiden (to Fiona): You do seem a bit singed around the edges.
Winchester (to Fiona): I can certainly think of a lot more enjoyable ways to woo a woman than explosives. But I will keep that in mind.
Fiona (to Aiden & Winchester): Works on the interesting ones. I am a bit burnt up. Bloody hair was bound to get in the way sooner or later.
Poppy (to Fiona, Aiden & Winchester): Well, it looks like the gang's all here. (to Fiona) Fiona honey, your hair... We should get clippers to it soon. No sense in keeping it.
Fiona (to Poppy): It's no loss to me, missus. It's a small cost for that grand a time.
Poppy (to Fiona): I'm glad you had a grand time. (to Winchester) Chess, you can head to the inn, now. We've got it from here.
Winchester (to Poppy): Yes, ma'am. (to Aiden) Mister Wilkes. (to Fiona) Firebug. ;-)
Fiona (to Winchester): Awww, aren't I pretty anymore? Is dòcha an sin nach eil tuiteamas air bith ann, lad?
Winchester (to Fiona): Tá tú taibhseach cuma cad a dhéanann do chuid gruaige.
Fiona (to Winchester): Hee hee hee. Had no idea you could even be made to blush, Chess. What a day today is!
Poppy (to Winchester & Fiona): Quit your flirting, you two! (to Fiona) Fiona, what do you have to report?
Fiona (to Poppy): Sorry, missus. You know what a good bombing can do to a girl. Your packet routine worked like a charm. Those bloody buggers brought enough firepower with them to level the Seven Dials. Oh, wasn't it just SO lovely when it all started to light? Director Carver and his little monstrosity were in the forefront. It looked like he wanted to do you great bodily harm personally, missus. He slashed the throat of some poor bastard who tried to get him to go command from the rear. Didn't even break his stride.
Poppy (to Fiona): Sounds about right. Carver is a nasty piece of work. Any sign of Hiiri?
Fiona (to Poppy): No, ma'am. Nary a glimpse of her there nor at the aftermath. I don't think she was on-hand.
Poppy (to Fiona): Well, that's a real shame. So, what about Carver & Starling?
Fiona (to Poppy): In the building in the first wave, missus. They caught the full force of the blast, I imagine. I hung around as long as I thought prudent. Didn't see them leave the site. Of course, I didn't see their corpses either. Chatter around the troops doing clean up was that they tripped a booby trap that killed us all, missus.
Poppy (to Fiona): Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed. I've sent word to my contact at the newspaper to run the story that the rebel scourge was summarily wiped out by CLANNG. That should allow the Empress to loosen their grip on Parliament a bit. While also making it impossible for CLANNG to continue their search for us, as the threat to the Empire has been destroyed.
Fiona (to Poppy): Just as you say, missus. What a GORGEOUS little bit of deceit. Shall I make the final rounds before we go and I get misty?
Poppy (to Fiona): Yes please do. I'm sure you need some time to say goodbye to this place. (to Aiden) What news do you have from Parliament?
Aiden (to Poppy): I discovered the cause of CLANNG's current stranglehold. Lord Downey showed me a report regarding a potential invasion from the portals. They were filled with photos of advanced weaponry, troops, maps & other very damaging evidence.
Poppy (to Aiden): Oh my goodness, honey. Is the threat real?
Aiden (to Poppy): Yes, Miss Poppy, it's very much real... from 1939 Germany on the other side of the portals. It seems CLANNG was using footage and documentation of WWII to scare Parliament into giving them control. Stating that Empress Victoria is a grand peace time ruler but war is coming.
Poppy (to Aiden): Clever... I've got to give Hiiri credit, she is a smartie, honey. So, it looks like letting the Russians run their test & temporarily closing the portals will be the best thing for the empire. Once the supposed threat is neutralized, all control can revert back to the Empress. Thank you, Aiden. Go get yourself to the inn. I'll send word to de Beauville.
Aiden (to Poppy): Yes, ma'am.
A few minutes later:
Aiden (to Fiona): Fiona? Are you okay?
Fiona (to Aiden): Mo Chreach! Wilkes! I wasn't expecting that you'd be done with the Magpie so soon. Hope you last longer than that in bed. Everything is secure, and all our lovely little sensors seem to be doing whatever it is in blue blazes they do.
Aiden (to Fiona): I'm sure you would really love to know the answer to that question in detail… I do alright. Shall we head to the inn or do you need more time to say goodbye to the bunker?
Fiona (to Aiden): Ooo, it's not the bunker you great auld plodder. ... Well, it's not *just* the bunker. She is a lovely thing, isn't she? I didn't set out to become a spy. Too much hard life a bit too early doesn't leave me with many expectations of a long life. Seemed like a square deal. And honestly, what else was I supposed to do? Marry some poor sod? Raise a brood of rowdy ne'er do wells? The idea! I'd have burned down the house and murdered someone before our anniversary.
Aiden (to Fiona): Heh, that's a terrifying thought... I know it's hard to give up the lifestyle, Fiona. But, it's not forever. At least, not if Miss Poppy has her way... which she probably will. That woman is damn persuasive. In the meantime, just think of this as another mission, one where we have to fit into this new world... Besides, we'll all be together so we won't be alone.
Fiona (to Aiden): That's part of what's got my head up my arse about this whole thing. Been doing this for years now, and I think it's the first time I've felt like I was a part of something... Good God, listen to me mewl. I've gone soft in my old age. How about you, Wilkes? Will you come back to all this when it's over?
Aiden (to Fiona): Back to New London? Most definitely, it's my home. But, I think I've lost the taste of the spy business. It's not everyday that your father signs the paper to blacklist you without hesitation or doubt. I'm not sure I could return to ISS service without holding a wee bit of a grudge. But, I honestly have no idea what to do with myself, either. More than likely, I'll follow Miss Poppy into whatever crazy scheme she has planned next.
Fiona (to Aiden): Heh. Well, now, when you put it like that, it sounds so very promising. To speak plain, I'd be shocked if you wanted to go back to the ISS at all. Git of a father or no. You always seemed bored. You looked like you were hoping someone would put a knife in your eye.
Aiden (to Fiona): Heh. I think I probably was... Which is why I jumped at the chance to be in the Imperial Guard. Honestly, being "rebels" has been not only the most fulfilling but the most fun I've had in years.
Fiona (to Aiden): And all this time, the lot of us weren't even sure you knew what fun was. Right. Let's be off. No more reason to be standing around in a tunnel being sentimental.
Aiden (to Fiona): Oh yes, let's… After you, my lady.
Fiona (to Aiden): Me? A lady? God fucking forbid.
A few hours later, an abandoned building, The Tombs, New London, Britannia:
Starling (to Carver): Carver sir? Are you awake?
Carver (to Starling): We... we seem to be doing poorly, miss.
Starling (to Carver): You'll be fine, sir. I'm here to take care of you.
Carver (to Starling): We are very... very fortunate, miss.
Starling (to Carver): Yes... I pulled you from the wreckage & brought you here, sir. I don't think anyone else survived, sir.
Carver (to Starling): Pity. We were very much hoping to rip open someone's head, miss...
Starling (to Carver): I could find someone, if you'd like, sir.
Carver (to Starling): We're afraid... we're afraid it will have to wait, miss. We don't seem to be able to move much, miss.
Starling (to Carver): Oh... Should I get a doctor, sir?
Carver (to Starling): We fear we may need one, miss...
Starling (to Carver): I'll go fetch one right now, sir.
Carver (to Starling): Thank you, miss. We are going to rest a while longer...
At the Lovelace School of the Arts, East Piedmont:
Joseph (to Zoe): So, do you like to smoke in hidden corners outside or are you hiding from someone?
Zoe (to Joseph): Heh. It's a little column A, a little column B. Yvonne Townsend threatened to teach me a lesson for being a smartass to her in Math class. I know she has the same free period & I was worried that she meant it. So here I am... hiding.
Joseph (to Zoe): Townsend? Is she the tall gawky one that kind of looks like Giraffe?
Zoe (to Joseph): Yeah, that would be the one.
Joseph (to Zoe): She's all knees & weighs like 10 pounds. You could take her, easy.
Zoe (to Joseph): Are you kidding? I'd wipe the floor with her... And, then get myself suspended, which is why I'm hiding.
Joseph (to Zoe): Heh. Good luck with that plan. See you around, Scout.
Zoe (to Joseph): Thanks.
An hour or so later:
Zoe (to Colin): Hey... I looked for you at lunch. Where were you?
Colin (to Zoe): Hey! Getting chewed out by Mrs. Monroe. She's mad because I don't want to take advanced statistics. I mean, it might be fun, but I REALLY wanted to see if I could get into the multivariable calculus class. I'd have to rearrange my whole... You don't want to hear about multivariable calculus, do you? :-P
Zoe (to Colin): Heh... I'm not even sure that's a real word. You totally just made that up, didn't you? :-P
Colin (to Zoe): You caught me. I just made it up to look cool and interesting in front of you. Mathematicians are cool, right?
Zoe (to Colin): Only if you wear a bowtie.
Colin (to Zoe): You say that like I don't own one. I'm sorry you had to face the horror of lunch alone.
Zoe (to Colin): It's okay. I spent it listening to Jess & the vapid triplets talk about some stupid dance coming up & what they're wearing.
Colin (to Zoe): So?
Zoe (to Colin): What?
Colin (to Zoe): Do you want to go? The music will be terrible and the food will be awful and it will be all shades of uncomfortable. People will be sweating and dancing embarrassingly and you KNOW you want to see that train-wreck up close.
Zoe (to Colin): Heh. Way to sell it... Do we have to get dressed up?
Colin (to Zoe): Yep. It's the spring formal. If you're very lucky, I'll wear the kilt AND a bow tie.
Zoe (to Colin): Oh well, if you want to go... You totally want to go, don't you? I can tell by the way you're buzzing with excitement.
Colin (to Zoe): Heh. I do. I promise that if it's awful, we can blow off the dance and go to a 24 hour diner or a movie instead.
Zoe (to Colin): Okay, it's a date... Geez, I don't know who's going to be more excited about helping me pick out a dress, my mom or my dad.
Colin (to Zoe): Heh. I'm guessing your dad. :-P Oops! There's the first bell. See you after class?
Zoe (to Colin): I'd like that.
Colin (to Zoe): Cool. Me too. Later, gator! Have fun with your dead poets.
Zoe (to Colin): Thanks. I'll try.
A couple hours later:
Zoe: Okay, that was weird.
Jessica (to Zoe): Zoe? Did Yvonne just come over & apologize to you?
Zoe (to Jessica): Yeah, it was totally weird.
Jessica (to Zoe): That is weird. You know, she once stole my lunch in the 8th grade & ate it right in front of me. You must have a guardian angel or something watching out for you.
Zoe (to Jessica): I'm guessing it's an 'or something'. Could you excuse me for a minute, Jess?
Jessica (to Zoe): Oh sure.
A moment later:
Zoe (to Joseph): You've got a lot of nerve sticking your nose where it shouldn't go. I was dealing with it.What the fuck did you say to Yvonne?
Joseph (to Zoe): What are you talking about, Scout?
Zoe (to Joseph): Don't fucking Scout me! If I had wanted help dealing with Yvonne, I would have asked for it.
Joseph (to Zoe): Whoa there! I didn't mean anything by it. You just seemed upset, I thought I could help.
Zoe (to Joseph): What did you fucking say to her?
Joseph (to Zoe): You don't want to know. Really. Trust me.
Zoe (to Joseph): Yes, I do. I don't want a reputation for sicking the goon squad on anyone that's mean to me. I don't need that kind of rep. So spill.
Joseph (to Zoe): Fine... I just told her that if she didn't stop giving you a hard time... I'd stop tutoring her in English, ok? You happy now?
Zoe (to Joseph): Oh... So, no threats of bodily harm?
Joseph (to Zoe): No... Geez, what kind of jackass do you take me for?
Zoe (to Joseph): But, Jess said tha-- I'm sorry. I'm an idiot. Thank you for getting Yvonne to stop. I'm going to go before I make a bigger ass out of myself.
At Poppy & Vincent's apartment, West Piedmont:
Nathaniel: I'm home! ... Hello? Anybody here? Alright. Guess I'm home alone...
A short time later:
Poppy: Home sweet home...
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh! Holy shit! Aunt Poppy! You're back! Um... I'm gonna go... Go, uh, put on a shirt.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Good idea, honey.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Um, yeah. Sorry.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Heehee. It's okay, honey. I've seen plenty of bare-chested men before. I'm glad to see you're getting some weight on you. :-)
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. Um, yeah... Did everything go alright? You know on the other side?
Poppy (to Nathaniel): It went swimmingly, honey. As far as CLANNG or anyone else in Britannia knows, we are all dead. And, the Russians will be testing their little portal device in seven hours our time & we should all be safe on this side. Where has my husband wandered off to? I was hoping we could celebrate with dinner & som-- a movie.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Heh. Uh, yeah. Dinner and a movie. So you want me to make myself scarce for a while?
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Not at all, honey... Can't have a party without Punch. Besides, while we've got a moment to ourselves, I'd love to hear all about what you've been up to while I've been back and forth. How's everything with you? Still enjoying the job? I know I can't make up for being gone for as long as I've been. But, I really did think about you kids every free minute.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. Um, that's alright. I mean, we were OK. Everyone knows that you woulda been here if you could. I'm doing alright. I'm still working with Emma, and, yeah. I still like it. She's got me baking and doing line work and shi-- stuff. I, um, I took the GED test yesterday. And...um, probably failed the shit out of it.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Oh honey, I'm so proud of you whether you passed it or not. The fact that you've taken the initiative to do it. And, I'm glad that the café turned out to be a good fit for you & that you're enjoying it. Oh, that reminds me, I'm going to have to seek out employment on this side. Heh. I wonder if Emma has any openings? :-P
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Ha ha ha! Oh... Heh. Sorry.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Heehee. I could never work for Emma. I love that woman, but we would kill each other...Well, I suppose I should get started on dinner. Have any requests?
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. Uh, yeah. What was that thing you made with the bacon and cheese and bread... That was delicious.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Heehee, You liked that? It was Welsh Rarebit. Molly used to make it on Sundays at the inn before she'd go to the grocer. I think I can do it with what's in this kitchen... Has your uncle not been shopping at all?
Nathaniel (to Poppy): It was bacon and cheese. There was nothing not to fucking like. And, heh, I'm not sure Uncle Vincent knows how to shop. He only gets enough for like one meal or a couple of days.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Are you kidding me, honey? He & I used to go grocery shopping all the ti-- Oh. He wouldn't want to go without me... It was one of those things we liked to do together. The big sap.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Heh. You guys are something else. Um, do you need any help? I wouldn't mind, you know, learning how to make it. You can say no if you want...
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Of course, you can help. Heh. It's one of the easiest things to make & I happen to know that Aiden likes it quite a bit. The first time I made it at the bunker, he was all shocked and amazed by this quaint peasant dish. I laughed for hours.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. Heh. That's good to know. Yeah, Aiden can't really cook for sh--, uh... He can't really cook. He tried when he was staying with Zoe and me, bless his heart, but it was kinda awful. Zoe ended up doing most of the cooking.
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Heh. Well, he's never really had any reason to learn, honey. Growing up in that big ridiculous manor like he did. I'm glad Zoe was taking care of you both. I'm glad she picked up the cooking gene from Emma. Most of my cooking is terribly British. Lots of meat & potatoes & occasionally cheese. :-P
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Heh. I'm southern. You deep fry all that shit, throw in some chicken and gravy, and we can talk. :-P
Zoe: Dad! Nate! I'm home & going to my room to change!
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Hey, Shortie! Get your behind in here.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): You're not going to make me taste something again, are you?
Poppy (to Nathaniel & Zoe): Possibly, honey, but I can assure you it will be tasty.
Zoe (to Poppy): Mom, you're home! I missed you so much!
Poppy (to Zoe): I missed you too, honey.
Vincent (to Zoe & Nathaniel): Hey kidlettes! I'm home! I even brought food. Who on earth is making what in here?
Poppy (to Vincent): Wow, honey, I'm gone for a few days & you already have forgotten about me. I'm hurt.
Vincent (to Poppy): Lover, you know I could never, EVER forget about you. Come here, gorgeous! I've missed you so much.
Poppy (to Vincent): I've missed you too, lover. It's good to be home... for good this time.
Nathaniel (to Poppy & Vincent): Uhhh... Should Zoe and I get outta the kitchen for like a minute? Or ten?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yeah, let's... I don't think they're coming up for air anytime soon... Wanna order pizza?
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. We might have to. Dammit. Your mom was showing me how to make something. I'll bet I can figure it out...
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Heh... Hopefully, they'll come up for air before the cheese burns.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. I'll bet the smoke alarm going off will be a clue.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Well, I was going to get changed & then go meet up with Colin... I guess, I should stay though since Mom's home.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): You sound a little disappointed there, Shortie.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Don't get me wrong I'm happy that Mom's home but, Colin & I had a project we were working on... we didn't get very far on it last night. We had forgotten something.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): A project? Weren't you the one whining at me because you didn't have any classes together this... Oh. OH! Forgot something, huh?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yeah... We forgot something. It was a very important something. And, if you tell anyone, I will kill you & dump your body in a river.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. Alright. Alright. I'm not saying a damn thing. You know you can probably go work on your "project" after dinner. I'm sure your parents are gonna have a project of their own they wanna work on.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Oh yeah, you're probably right... Stop grinning at me, you ass.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. I can't help it. It's SO CUTE! Ha ha ha! Watch it there, Shortie. You're gonna connect with me one of those times.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yeah, yeah. I should call Colin & let him know. I'll be right back.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Go. I'll go, oh God, disentangle your parents. (to Poppy & Vincent) I'M COMING IN THE KITCHEN TO MAKE SURE THE CHEESE ISN'T BURNING!
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Honey, the cheese is just fine... Do you want to learn how to make this or not? (to Vincent) Lover, we have the rest of the night, tomorrow, the day after that & the day after that. ;-P
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Yes, please. I would really like to.
Vincent (to Nathaniel): Spoilsport. (to Poppy) You know I have no patience, lover. But I'll get out of your hair.
Poppy (to Vincent): It's one of the things I love about you. Let your daughter know that food will be ready in ten minutes.
Vincent (to Poppy): Will do, lover.
A moment later:
Vincent (to Zoe): Zoe? Sweetie? Dinner should be ready in about 10 minutes. You look nice! Where are you headed after dinner?
Zoe (to Vincent): I do? Thanks. I was going to go meet Colin after dinner. I figured you & Mom could use some alone time.
Vincent (to Zoe): Hee hee. Well, that would explain it then. And are you sure it's our alone time that you're worried about? :-P Heh. I have to admit, I'm glad to have almost everyone home. Let's go get some dinner.
Zoe (to Vincent): Yeah, me too. I wish Victor was home too, though.
Vincent (to Zoe): So do I, hun.
A minute later:
Zoe (to Poppy & Nathaniel): So, has Nate ruined the food or can we eat?
Nathaniel (to Zoe): I haven't ruined shit! I mean... (to Poppy) I haven't, have I?
Poppy (to Nathaniel): No you haven't. (to Zoe) Don't tease your cousin, honey.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Thanks. (to Zoe) Gimme a break, alright? I'm still learning.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): I was just teasing. It smells delicious.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. It's cheese and bacon. It's kinda hard to fuck up.
Zoe (to Poppy): So, Mom, if you're over here, does that mean that all your rebels are on this side now?
Poppy (to Zoe): Yes, honey. They're all getting settled at the Old Piedmont. And, in a short time the Russian portal test will start.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): The Russian portal test? Oh. Is that the thing that's gonna shut down the stable portals?
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Yes, honey. Natural skippers should still be able to cross over if they can open portals on their own.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. So, Victor and Yoyo can still visit. That's good...
Poppy (to Nathaniel): Yes, and I believe the answer to the question you're not asking is that yes, Aiden is here.
Nathaniel (to Poppy): Oh. Um, heh. Yeah. I kinda figured. But, thanks. For letting me know. I'll, um, I'll probably check in on him when I get a chance.
Vincent (to Nathaniel & Poppy): Hee hee. I'll bet you will.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey! I remember a young eager to please gentleman trying to play coy when he was not too much older than Nate.
Vincent (to Poppy): Who me? Oh no! I was a good three years older than Nate at least, which is SO much sadder. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, it's not sad... Oh wait, yes it is. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Are you implying I wasn't worth the wait? Not that you had to do much waiting yourself...
Poppy (to Vincent): Seriously, honey, are you implying that I didn't wait? Tesla got busy with Robo-Poppy, not me. I was frozen in a capsule.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I'm not implying that at all, lover. I'm just saying that we have a hard time keeping our hands off each other. Tell me I'm wrong. ;-}
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, it's hard not to when you're wearing that stupid poofy shirt, lover. It's practically a public service to make sure you're not wearing it. ;-P
Vincent (to Poppy): I love this shirt! Of course, that might just be because you have a habit of ripping it off of me.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Um, they've forgotten we're in the room again, haven't they?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yes, just back out slowly. Don't make any sudden movements & then, run.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Oh God... They've hit critical mass. We should leave. We should leave now.
Vincent (to Zoe & Nathaniel): Consider your curfew extended, kids! Don't be home too late! Or too early!
A couple minutes later:
Zoe (to Nathaniel): I'll see you later... Shit. What the fuck is he doing here?
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Who? What are you talking about?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): See the guy sitting on the stoop down the way smoking a cigarette? He goes to my school. I kinda yelled at him earlier.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): And he followed you home? THAT'S not stalkery in the slightest.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): I don't know that he followed me... Do you really think he followed me?
Nathaniel (to Zoe): I don't know. Want me to go down and harass him a little before I go see Aiden? You can take the shortcut to go work on your "project."
Zoe (to Nathaniel): It's probably just a coincidence. I'll see you later. Have fun with your sexy British man!
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Yeah. I will. Good luck on your project. (to Joseph) Hey. Borrow a light?
Joseph (to Nathaniel): Oh yeah, sure. Here, you go
Nathaniel (to Joseph): Thanks. These gas station lighters are bullshit. I swear the flints are pieces of shit on purpose. You new to the area? Heh. Pretty sure I'd have remembered seeing you around.
Joseph (to Nathaniel): Yeah, my pop just moved in a couple weeks ago & I was waiting for him. He forgot to leave the fucking key for me again.
Nathaniel (to Joseph): Shit. That fucking blows. Which unit are you in? The super might open the door for you. If he's not drunk.
Joseph (to Nathaniel): I already tried the super... Which is why I sit here and wait. Look man, it's nice that you're being all sorts of helpful but I'm really just waiting for my pop, not trolling for boys.
Nathaniel (to Joseph): Jesus Christ! Touchy, touchy. I was just trying to be fucking nice and wondering why the fuck you were hanging around.
Joseph (to Nathaniel): Sorry. It's been a shit day & being locked out is just the fucking icing on the shit cake.
Nathaniel (to Joseph): I wasn't trying to get in your pants, Jack. Honest. I'm just a paranoid motherfucker, and I was wondering why some guy I didn't know was outside our door. I'll leave you to brood. Hope your dad shows up soon.
Joseph (to Nathaniel): Sorry to be so fucking snappy. I'm Joseph Two-Crow, my dad is in unit 304. There, now I'm not a stranger.
Nathaniel (to Joseph): Nate. I'm staying with Gomez and Morticia who have the big unit on the fifth floor. They're my aunt and uncle. Heh... If you don't know them yet, you will. Shit. I should go. My boyfriend just got back in town. Told you I wasn't trying to get in your pants, Joe. Thanks for the light. Later.
Joseph (to Nathaniel): See ya around.
