Joseph (to Zoe): Hey Scout... What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me this time?
Zoe (to Joseph): So, that was you I saw skulking about the other night... What are you doing here? I mean, I live here. What's your excuse?
Joseph (to Zoe): Shit. Who spit in your cornflakes this morning? My dad lives here. He shares custody with my mom & she's out of town for work.
Zoe (to Joseph): Oh? Who's your dad?
Joseph (to Zoe): William Two-Crow, he's in unit 304.
Zoe (to Joseph): William Two-Crow? As in the best-selling author?
Joseph (to Zoe): Yeah, that would be the one... Can you walk a little faster? We're going to be late for school.
Zoe (to Joseph): Sorry.... I'm just surprised that's all. He wrote one of my favorite short stories.
Joseph (to Zoe): It's no big deal. Really.
Zoe (to Joseph): Sure, if you say so... I'll shut up about it.
A short time later, at the Lovelace School of the Arts, East Piedmont:
Colin (to Zoe): Hey! (to Joseph) Oh. Morning, Joseph.
Zoe (to Colin): Hey there, cutie.
Joseph (to Colin): Hey. (to Zoe & Colin) I'll see you guys around. I've got to drop something off at school newspaper before class.
Zoe (to Joseph): Thanks for walking with me!
Colin (to Joseph): Later! (to Zoe) Hey. Um, so, you know how we were gonna hang out after school today? I can't. Uh, I'm babysitting.
Zoe (to Colin): Shit. Really? Well, and that's probably going to happen a lot very soon... My mom's preggers. We'll never be able to be alone again.
Colin (to Zoe): Your mom's pregnant? Oh, wow. Holy shit! That's nuts. Heh. You guys are gonna have a ton a people in your house soon.
Zoe (to Colin): Yeah, we already kinda do. Nate's boyfriend is staying with us temporarily. Mom and Dad are home and if Victor comes home, he'll more than likely bring Yoyo with him... We should totally skip school, today. Come on, what do you say? Let's be rebels!
Colin (to Zoe): Wow, that's... wait, WHAT? I--I can't skip class. I've got a quiz in economics, and... Um, you're making it hard to object. Um, I've never skipped class...
Zoe (to Colin): I could bring us back to this very moment... I think. No one would ever know we're gone & you wouldn't miss anything. We would have spent a whole day, though... So, we'd be tired when we got back, but we could do it, if you wanted to, that is.
Colin (to Zoe): You can... You can bring us back to this moment? REALLY? Wow. That is... that is insane. Heh. In a good way, I mean. I don't care about being tired. Do you?
Zoe (to Colin): No, not at all... We need some privacy. I don't want to draw attention to us. Um, let's go over between the buildings.
Jessica (to Zoe & Colin): There you are, Colin! Come on, you promised to help me prep for the Economics quiz before class.
Zoe (to Jessica): Jess, you know that your timing kinda sucks, right?
Colin (to Jessica): Oh God... Jess. Um, yeah. Of course. Just, uh, give us a minute, OK? Zoe needs to tell me something...
Jessica (to Colin & Zoe): Oh, come on, she can tell you after school. You don't mind, do you, Zoe? I really need to pass this quiz or my parents aren't going to let me do another production this year.
Colin (to Jessica): Jess! I mind. You will pass this quiz. Calm down. Give me two minutes, OK? You won't pass or fail based on two minutes.
Jessica (to Colin): Okay, okay. Sheesh.
Zoe (to Colin): Wow. Talk about performance anxiety... Now, I'm nervous.
Colin (to Zoe): Don't worry about it. Heh. We can always be rebels tomorrow. ;-) Besides, it's not the worst thing in the world to keep Jess waiting. She can be more than a little bull-headed.
Zoe (to Colin): Heehee, only a little? I think I know bulls who are more easy going than she is. :-P Well, then rebellion tomorrow... I'll put it on my calendar... That's being rebellious, right?
Colin (to Zoe): And dangerous! We're such rebels we PLAN our rebellions. We bring punch and cookies. Someone could choke! Give me a kiss before I go and try to bash economics into Jess's brain.
Zoe (to Colin): Okay... Good luck.
Colin (to Zoe): I may need it. Love you!
Zoe (to Colin): Oh! I love you, too!
An hour or so later, at the Old Piedmont Inn, West Piedmont:
Ariadne (to Fiona): Dude! You scared me half to death! Why are you hanging around out here in the hallway?
Fiona (to Ariadne): Shhhh shhh shhh. Wait a moment for it... (to Winchester) THERE you are you great skulking brute! What business could you possibly have in the lady's wing, Chess?
Winchester (to Fiona & Ariadne): Bloody hell, Fiona! ... If you must know I was visiting Miss Genevieve & helping her hang drapery.
Ariadne (to Fiona & Winchester): Hanging drapery? Is that what they're calling it these days?
Fiona (to Winchester): God's balls! If you two are going to shag, just say it plain! Don't dodge down the hall like a sneak. And stop moving my lovely little alarms, you toll-toine.
Winchester (to Fiona): Heh. Flattery will get you everywhere, you fiery woman! I assure you, Fiona, I have no desire to shag Genevieve... Besides, she's currently in a tryst with Daniel.
Ariadne (to Fiona & Winchester): Oh god... Awkward. Is this your version of flirting? Because, it's really making me uncomfortable. I think I should really go organize something.
Fiona (to Ariadne): Ha! I'd snap him in half like a twig topped with fox fluff.
Winchester (to Fiona): But, it would be sooo fun to let you.
Fiona (to Ariadne): Don't go all awkward, Doctor. Chess is about as interested in me as he is the draperies. Aren't you, lovely? He likes his ladies as powdered and delicate as he. :-P
Winchester (to Fiona): ... Normally, I would say yes, absolutely. But, you do intrigue me, firebug.
Fiona (to Winchester): Don't tease, blaigeard. Or I'll pick you up, carry you off, and expect you to make good on your boasting.
Winchester (to Fiona): I love it when you talk all brutish to me. ;-P
Ariadne (to Fiona & Winchester): Okay, yeah... I'm totally going to go, now... And, possibly drink a bottle of wine to forget all of this. Heehee... You two have fun with your weird game of Hot Pursuit.
Fiona (to Ariadne): Enjoy your bottle, Doctor. (to Winchester) As opposed to my usual dulcet tones, no doubt. Speak plain, lad. What ARE you playing at with me? It isn't nice to dangle steak in front of a starving dog.
Winchester (to Fiona): Oh... I thought I was speaking plainly. I want to take you out, Fiona.
Fiona (to Winchester): You want to WHAT?! Oh, you're welcome to try, dandy lad, but bigger men than you have attempted it and... Oh. You weren't meaning to murder me then, I take it?
Winchester (to Fiona): No, you bloody idiot! On a date. You know, to have dinner. Possibly a little dancing, a little drinking?
Fiona (to Winchester): What? Dancing? Ha ha ha! ME? I've never gone dancing in my life! If you want to get in my knickers, lad, you could just ask.
Winchester (to Fiona): Oh well... I didn't want to be gauche.
Fiona (to Winchester): Ha ha ha! Oh yes. You might offend my delicate sensibilities. Come on! We can have ourselves a fuck in my quarters. Then if you still want your dinner and drinking afterwards, I'd be game. Provided you can still use your legs, that is. If you try to get me to get me to do something as foolish as dancing, though, Lord help you, I will put a dagger in your eye.
Winchester (to Fiona): ... Fair enough.
A couple hours later, on the Wicked Sister, somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean:
Yukiko (to Victor): Victor! What on earth did you say to those guys to get them to shoot at us!?!
Victor (to Yukiko): Something insulting, I'd imagine.
Yukiko (to Victor): ... Really? That's all you have to say?
Victor (to Yukiko): At the moment. Honestly, I have no idea! I mean, I know pirates are touchy, but... Oh! OH! I'm a bloody idiot.
Yukiko (to Victor): What is it?
Victor (to Yukiko): That wasn't Miss Druitt's usual dock crew. I should have realized... Between the trigger happy dock crew and that mercenary schooner last week, I think someone put a bloody price on us.
Yukiko (to Victor): Who would do such-- Oh... Wait... There was an article in that British paper I picked up this morning... Here it is... The Empress stated that the threat has been neutralized & that CLANNG is to leave the empire immediately, after a recent raid went awry. The entire battalion & the rebel organization known as 'Free Britannia' were in a massive explosion. There were no survivors. At the behest of the Empress, Parliament has had no choice but to consider the job done.
Victor (to Yukiko): Well, I'm sure that would give more than a couple a reason to want revenge on the family. Heh. Sounds like Mom's plan worked. We'll have to vary our deliveries and routines for a while, but I think we'll be more than alright.
Yukiko (to Victor): Yes, it does. Do you want to head to New London & check in on your cousin?
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh. And you know I'd like very much to check in on Seph. We can get dinner while we're there as well.
Yukiko (to Victor): I didn't really think you'd mind... And, a dinner that neither of us has to make sounds absolutely wonderful.
Victor (to Yukiko): We should be at the inn shortly.
Yukiko (to Victor): Wonderful... Are you okay, Victor?
Victor (to Yukiko): I'm fine. They missed us both when they started shooting. They DID miss you, didn't they?
Yukiko (to Victor): Yes, I'm fine. No holes or missing limbs. I promise.
Victor (to Yukiko): Oh thank heavens! I was a bit worried.
Yukiko (to Victor): You're very sweet... Let's get all safely docked and go see your cousin.
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh. I'm glad you think so. Here we go.
A couple hours later, at the Longfellow's Inn, New London, Britannia:
Victor (to Charles): Hello Charles! Could you go fetch Miss Longfellow and let her know that we were hoping for a nice dinner?
Charles (to Victor & Yukiko): Good afternoon, sir, miss. Miss Persephone asked me to come out and greet you.
Victor (to Charles): Thank you, Mr. Turner. We appreciate the hospitality.
Yukiko (to Charles): It's nice to finally meet you, Charles. I've heard a lot about you.
Charles (to Yukiko): The pleasure is mine, miss Kobayashi. I do hope the reports about me have been kind.
Yukiko (to Charles): Yes indeed, nothing but good words were spoken, my young gentleman.
Charles (to Yukiko): I'm very pleased to hear it. (to Victor & Yukiko) I shall go let Miss Persephone know about your dinner request.
Victor (to Yukiko): Hee hee. He's even more well mannered and stuffier than Mom said he was.
Charles (to Victor): Hush... I think he's sweet.
A short time later, in the kitchen:
Victor (to Persephone): Seph! How are you? Have any the CLANNG operatives lingered, or did Mr. Turner chase them all away? ;-)
Persephone (to Victor): Oh my god, Victor, you're alive! I was so worried when I heard the news! Get over here & give me a hug!
Victor (to Persephone): Ouch! Heh. I won't be for long if you keep hugging me like that. Everyone is alive and well despite reports to the contrary.
Persephone (to Victor): Oh... So, that's what Aunt Poppy meant. I'm so relieved. Are you hungry? We're having a roast, veggies & Yorkshire pudding.
Victor (to Persephone): I'm STARVING. Yoyo and I have been fairing for ourselves for the past couple of weeks. I never realized how spoiled I was.
Persephone (to Victor): Heehee, well go sit down & I'll get some plates for you two.
Victor (to Persephone): Um, there's something else I wanted to ask you.
Persephone (to Victor): Of course, Victor, what is it?
Victor (to Persephone): I was going to ask Yoyo to marry me tonight. Formally. You don't think she would murder me for doing it in public, do you? Because she could, you know. Kill me in my sleep.
Persephone (to Victor): Oh my god! That's so moo, Victor! Let me make sure we have some champagne on hand. (to Charles) Charles! (to Victor) I don't think she'd murder you in your sleep, that doesn't seem her style. :-p
Victor (to Persephone): Let's hope you're right, or those rumors of my death will all become suddenly true.
Charles (to Persephone): What can I do for you, Miss Persephone?
Persephone (to Charles): Please check the icebox for some champagne. (to Victor) I'm so excited for you, Victor. Are you nervous about asking her? I mean, of course she's going to say yes. I see the way you look at each other.
Victor (to Persephone): I AM nervous. Which is silly, I know. I mean, we've already discussed it, so why the bloody hell am I so anxious?
Charles (to Persephone): It looks like we have two bottles. Shall I put one on ice?
Persephone (to Charles): Yes, please. And, could you do place settings on the slightly private corner table? My cousin may prefer the seclusion for the task at hand. (to Victor) Because, it's still a big step & it's the woman you love. If you weren't nervous, I'd tell you not to do it.
Charles (to Persephone): Yes, ma'am!
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. Thank you for your help. I knew you'd help me make it nice. Also, I knew you'd want to be involved you nosy parker!
Persephone (to Victor): Oh my god, think of the gaggle of young ladies that will be heart-broken that you're off the market. Are you really sure you want to propose to Yoyo? :-p
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. Somehow, I think they'll all survive their broken hearts...
Persephone (to Victor): Heehee, well I can't wait to rub it in the face of that Mabel Sanderson. She was going on about her fiancé & how he's sooo much a better catch than you. And, how the worst thing you ever did was kick her to the curb. The nerve of her! Strangely, I couldn't even remember you dating her...
Victor (to Persephone): Mabel Sanderson was the one who thought my name was Valentine for the first 3 hours of our date.
Persephone (to Victor): Oooh, and she kept making a joke about being her Valentine, if memory serves. Heehee.
Victor (to Persephone): I think she's just put out because I didn't find her as witty and charming as she found herself.
Persephone (to Victor): Well really, my dear Valentine, I can hardly blame her. :-p
Victor (to Persephone): Ha ha ha. You are hilarious. How are Aunt Molly and the baby. Did the boys convince her to make her Puppy?
Persephone (to Victor): I believe Penelope won out. However, the boys insist on calling her Puppy, so the poor girl may have a very unfortunate nickname for the rest of her life.
Victor (to Persephone): Hee hee. Well, if she's anything like you, she'll give them grief that's more than equal in return.
Persephone (to Victor): We can only hope. Now, go & see to your young lady before some other lad sweeps her off her feet. I'll have Charles bring your dinner out. When the champagne & dessert arrives that's when you should pop the question.
Victor (to Persephone): Good idea. Thanks, Seph!
Persephone (to Victor): You are so very welcome!
Meanwhile, out in the dining room:
Yukiko (to Charles): Charles? Are Victor & Persephone still gossiping in the kitchen? I hope I'm not too overdressed, this is was the only thing I could find appropriate to wear to dinner on the ship.
Charles (to Yukiko): You look very fetching, Miss Kobayashi. I don't think Mr. Potter will have any objections. May I show you to the table, miss?
Yukiko (to Charles): Oh yes, thank you.
Charles (to Yukiko): I'm sure he and Miss Persephone will finish up their, um, discussion shortly.
Yukiko (to Charles): Will you keep me company while they do or are you too busy?
Charles (to Yukiko): Oh. Of course, miss. If you want.
Yukiko (to Charles): I would like it very much, Charles. Please, have a seat.
Charles (to Yukiko): I--I don't think I should do that, Miss Kobayashi. I work in the kitchen. It wouldn't be proper.
Yukiko (to Charles): Oh. Well, I would hate for you to do something improper just to keep a silly girl from feeling lonely. I'm sorry for asking, Charles, please don't let me keep you.
Charles (to Yukiko): I... A gentleman would strive not to cause you any distress, miss, but I shouldn't do anything unseemly in my place of employment. I can go see if your young man is done with his conversation, and send him out to you. Is that satisfactory?
Yukiko (to Charles): That would be very nice of you, Charles.
Charles (to Yukiko): Yes, miss.
Victor (to Yukiko): I am SO sorry to keep you waiting, Yoyo. (to Charles) Thank you for keeping her company, Mr. Turner. (to Yukiko) You look... Wow. You look beautiful.
Yukiko (to Victor): Thank you, Victor. It's not too overdressed for the inn, is it? It was the only dinner wear I could find onboard. I didn't really pack a lot of that sort of thing.
Victor (to Yukiko): No. I don't think you seem overdressed in the slightest. I mean, it's no greasy coveralls, but it'll do. Besides, I run cargo in a three piece suit. I'm not one to judge, am I? :-P
Yukiko (to Victor): Heh. I can always go put on my greasy coveralls if you'd like me to. ;-)
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh heh. Don't tease!
Yukiko (to Victor): Heehee, I'm beginning to think that you like me better in the greasy coveralls than in my normal 'pirate' clothes.
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh. I like you in whatever you're wearing, honestly, but I'll admit there's something VERY intriguing about a woman who will rebuild an engine with me. Oh. Not that I wasn't intrigued from the moment I met you! Hopelessly.
Yukiko (to Victor): Heh. I guess I should be grateful that your mother didn't send me off to be a librarian, then. :-p
Charles (to Yukiko & Victor): Mr. Potter? Ms. Kobayashi? Please pardon the interruption, and I hope you don't mind the impertinence, but I chose a wine I thought would pair well with the meal. Please tell me if you would like something else.
Yukiko (to Charles): Oh, thank you, Charles.
Victor (to Charles & Yukiko): Thank you, Mr. Turner! I'm sure this will be excellent. I appreciate it.
Yukiko (to Victor): So, Victor, what are we REALLY doing here?
Victor (to Yukiko): Um, having dinner. Why?
Yukiko (to Victor): Yes, and it's delicious... Maybe, it's just my paranoia but I can't help shake the feeling there's something you're not telling me.
Victor (to Yukiko): Um, I might have wanted to make tonight a little bit special. I know you said you didn't want to do anything special for your birthday, but... I love you, and I just wanted to show you how happy I am that you're a part of my life. Your birthday makes me want to celebrate, even if it doesn't make you want to do the same.
Yukiko (to Victor): I don't know what to say, Victor... That's very kind of you.
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh. No it's not. I love you. Wanting to express that in silly, ridiculous ways is part of that. It's the least I could do.
Yukiko (to Victor): You are a wonderful & I love you.
Victor (to Yukiko): Um, just keep reminding yourself of that.
Yukiko (to Victor): Why? Are you about to do something horrible?
Charles (to Yukiko & Victor): Excuse me. If you're done with your plates, I'll get those out of the way. Desert will be out shortly.
Yukiko (to Charles): Thank you, Charles. If I could get another glass of wine I'd appreciate it.
Charles (to Yukiko): Of course, miss. There is a bottle of champagne coming with desert if you'd like to wait.
Yukiko (to Charles): Oh...
Charles (to Yukiko & Victor): Here you are, Mr. Potter, Ms. Kobayashi. Please let me know if you need anything else.
Yukiko (to Victor & Charles): Thank you. This looks delicious. (to Victor) Persephone has really outdone herself. This is by far my best birthday ever.
Victor (to Yukiko): I'm really glad to hear you say that. Um, without a doubt, you are the most amazing, wonderful woman I have ever had the good fortune of knowing. Yukiko, I am hopelessly in love with you, and if you'd consent to be my wife, I'd count myself the most fortunate man in any and ALL realities. ... Will you marry me?
Yukiko (to Victor): Oh... OH... Yes, of course... I'm sorry. You took me completely off-guard.
Victor (to Yukiko): Really?! Oh, excellent!
Yukiko (to Victor): You are fantastic. And, I look forward to spending my life with you.
Victor (to Yukiko): I am SOOOOO glad to hear you say that.
Yukiko (to Victor): And, I'd really like to show you just how much I appreciate my birthday gift.;-)
Victor (to Yukiko): Oh! Heh. I'd REALLY like that, but I think we might have to wade through more than a few family members congratulating us.
Yukiko (to Victor): Oh, wow. You're right... Should we go tell your parents?
Victor (to Yukiko): We should in a bit.
Persephone (to Victor & Yukiko): So, is congratulations in order or should I break out the handkerchiefs?
Victor (to Persephone & Yukiko): Heh. We're drinking the champagne, Seph. Not throwing it.
Persephone (to Victor & Yukiko): Oh good! I'm so happy for you two!
Yukiko (to Victor & Persephone): Oh, so we're hugging now...
Victor (to Persephone & Yukiko): Thanks. And thank you SO MUCH for your help tonight, Seph.
Persephone (to Victor & Yukiko): It was my pleasure. Now, take Yoyo out the side door before Mam & Da get down here. :-)
Victor (to Persephone): You, madam, are one of the smartest ladies I know. (to Yukiko) Ready to make our escape?
Persephone (to Victor & Yukiko): Yes, yes... Go on get out of here!
Yukiko (to Victor): Yes, very much.
Victor (to Persephone): Thanks, Seph! Give our regards to the parental figures. We'll be sociable tomorrow.
A few moments later, outside the inn:
Victor (to Yukiko): So, um, you're not angry with me?
Yukiko (to Victor): Why would I be angry with you? You just made me extremely happy, Victor.
Victor (to Yukiko): Heh. Sorry. I thought maybe I embarrassed you with the whole "public declaration of love." I, um, I wanted to make it special.
Yukiko (to Victor): Right now? I'd strip down & make love to you in the middle of a crowded park. ;-p
Victor (to Yukiko): Oh. Um... WOW. I have NOTHING to say to that. Except, let's get the fuck back to the ship.
Yukiko (to Victor): Oh yes...
A moment later, on the Wicked Sister:
Yukiko (to Victor): Here, hold this... And this... Oh, and maybe, this...
Victor (to Yukiko): With pleasure. You know, as gorgeous and beautiful as you looked tonight, I have to say, I like the current turn of events SO much better.
Yukiko (to Victor): Heehee... I think I'm going to steal your tie. Because it's a somewhat formal occasion.
Victor (to Yukiko): You can take whatever the fuck you want...
Yukiko (to Victor): You're kinda sexy when you're all swearing & slightly undressed...
Victor (to Yukiko): Only kinda sexy? I'll have to try fucking harder then
An hour or so later, at the Old Piedmont Inn, West Piedmont:
Fiona (to Winchester): So, still up for dinner and drinking, lad, or should I give you a few more hours to recoup?
Winchester (to Fiona): I think I could go another round or three, Fiona my girl. But, I would very much like to forego the eye stabbing.
Fiona (to Winchester): Well, if you want to be dull about it all... Heh. Seriously, Fox, if it's all a bit too much, now is the time to speak up.
Winchester (to Fiona): Oh? Did I bore you, firebug?
Fiona (to Winchester): Bore me? Ha ha ha! Oh, oh my word, lad. You are precious. If I were bored, believe you me, you would KNOW.
Winchester (to Fiona): You'd rather be all sweaty & naughty with Wilkes, right? Otherwise, I don't understand why you'd want to upset me... Unless, that's what you're into. Are you into that sort of thing?
Fiona (to Winchester): What on earth are you blathering on about, Chess? Are you... God's gonad's, Chess. Are you jealous of Wilkes?
Winchester (to Fiona): You've been mooning after Aiden for years, firebug. It's tough to compete with the right honorable Lord Wilkes... I'm a fraud, I grew up in The Tombs about a stones throw from the brothel where my mother conceived me. I may appear all puffed up & powdered but it's an act. You are a fantastic woman and you make me exceedingly tongue-tied.
Fiona (to Winchester): Well... I don't know what to say to that, Chess. I had no idea you were carrying any kind of a torch for the likes of me. Plainly, do you want to know why I tormented Wilkes so? Sure, he's a nice auld crumpet, but he's about as interested in me as a snake in an icebox. I don't have the right equipment, for one. To tell you true, the largest reason I flirted with our little lord is because it flustered him so bloody much. Come on, Chess! You can't tell me you see someone THAT uptight, and you're not filled with an overwhelming desire to shake up his safe ickle status quo.
Winchester (to Fiona): It's true, I do enjoy tormenting the little puffed up lord... So, you interested in going another round or have you lost interest due to my fanciful jealous outburst, you red hot minx?
Fiona (to Winchester): Heh. I can honestly say that I've never had a bloke get fired up because he was jealous of where my affections might lie. I'd say I'm more intrigued than before, if anything, lovely.
Winchester (to Fiona): Well then, I have a few things I'd like to show you.
Fiona (to Winchester): REALLY? Do go on.
Winchester (to Fiona): You'll have to come a little closer, firebug.
Ariadne (to Fiona): Fiona, I need to get that-- (to Winchester & Fiona) OH, damn... I'm just going to go now. High fives all around!
Fiona (to Ariadne & Winchester): Ha ha ha! God almighty! That kind of cockblocking takes talent, Doc. What do you need? May as well tell me.
Ariadne (to Fiona): Oh, I need that wrench we were using for the radiators. (to Winchester) Dude, could you put on a shirt, please?
Winchester (to Ariadne): Oh, am I making you uncomfortable?
Ariadne (to Winchester): Not at all. I just thought Fiona had better taste.
Fiona (to Ariadne): Ooch. Now there's a comment made to sting. I believe the wrench is in the galley.
Ariadne (to Fiona): Oh, thanks... Sorry about the interruption.
Fiona (to Ariadne): No worries, Doctor. I think I can figure out what we were up to before the visit. (to Winchester) Something tells me, Hari isn't your biggest fan, boyo. What did you do?
Winchester (to Fiona): I may have threatened her slightly the last time I had a doctor's visit... Or I propositioned her. I'm not quite sure which it was. I was a bit delirious.
Fiona (to Winchester): Ha ha ha! Well, you'd better work out which is was and make a proper apology tout suite. If there's one bloody bastard you want on your side, it's the person who's going to stitch you up.
Winchester (to Fiona): I will... However, I am much more interested in the person who's at my side right at this very moment.
Fiona (to Winchester): Heh. Well, allow me to properly pique your interest, then.
Winchester (to Fiona): … You are a sexy minx.
Fiona (to Winchester): Heh. Damn straight I am, lad. I may not be pretty or delicate, but I am something else all together in between the sheets.
Winchester (to Fiona): When you put it like that how can I resist? ... I am your humble servant, my fiery pet.
Fiona (to Winchester): Well now... A girl could get used to this kind of talk.
