At Casino de la Renard; Nice, French Republic:
Percy (to Felix): Why hello, tall, dark and handsome! Is the woman of the house at home, as it were? I have news from the folks.
Felix (to Percy): That she is. I don't think she's wandered off just yet.
Percy (to Felix): Wonderful! Be a dear and tell her to throw on some clothes, stop messing about and meet me in the café. There's a pretty boy I want to stare at some more.
Felix (to Percy): Heh... I'll pass the info along.
Percy (to Felix): Thank you, honey.
Felix (to Zoe): Hey, pretty lady. Are you up and about yet?
Zoe (to Felix): Yeah. I should not have gotten into a drinking contest with Yuki... Why didn't you stop me? :-p
Felix (to Zoe): I believe because when I suggested you may have had enough, you told me to go back to my wussy beer and let the professionals get on with their drinking.
Zoe (to Felix): … Oh, right… Sorry about that. I apparently take after Emma when it comes to bourbon. I didn't get into a fight, did I? I ask because my lower back really hurts and I don't remember why.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. You threatened to get into a few... I think you most likely hurt your back when you tried to to pick me up.
Zoe (to Felix): I tried to pick you up? Why the hell would I even try that? You weigh a good 15 pounds more than me… Oh stupid bourbon, I will never drink you again.
Felix (to Zoe): 15?! Heh. I'd say at least 50. :-p Are you feeling up to talking to Percy?
Zoe (to Felix): … I suppose.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh heh. He said he had news from Momma and Poppa Bear. Come on. We can get some coffee in you & a scone if you're up for it.
Zoe (to Felix): You drive a hard bargain, Mister Baldwin… I'd love coffee and a scone.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. I just happen to know what you like.
A little while later, in the hotel's café:
Felix (to Percy): Hello, Percy. What's up?
Percy (to Zoe & Felix): Sssshhh. Move out my line of vision, honey. I'm busy checking out the talent.
Zoe (to Percy): You are a very disturbed individual, Percy. What's the news from my parents?
Percy (to Zoe & Felix): Really, honey? No small talk? No, "Percy, it's so nice of you to come all this way"?
Zoe (to Percy): … Percy. I know how to shut you off, I have a headache & no coffee, yet. Don't fuck with me.
Felix (to Percy): Percy... If it's bad news just tell us.
Percy (to Zoe & Felix): Fine… I'm sorry to tell you that you won't be able to stay at the apartment in West Piedmont. Luc & Amunet will be staying there with Mars so that they can be safely out of Maladori's reach. Unless, you want to sleep on the couch that is, honey.
Zoe (to Percy & Felix): WHAT!?! That is so not fair!
Percy (to Zoe & Felix): Welcome to life as the middle child, honey.
Zoe (to Percy & Felix): Gee, thanks… I need some coffee.
Felix (to Percy): ... Did the Captain and Momma Bear really send you, Percy?
Percy (to Zoe & Felix): Yes! Maybe? … No. I thought it would suck to find out after you had already made your arrangements. So, I came here to let you know. Your parents have been busy helping the newest additions get situated.
Percy (to Felix): Will she be alright, sexy?
Felix (to Percy): She will be. Eventually. Maybe next time something like this happens, you'll want to be a bit more tactful, yeah?
Percy (to Felix): I thought it best to take the fast like a band-aid approach. Besides, she didn't want the small talk. I had a whole conversation all ready and waiting but oh no, honey, little miss impatient wanted the news right now.
Felix (to Percy): Right... I'm going to go check on my lady. Good day, Percy.
A couple minutes later:
Zoe (to Felix): I hope that's a scone in your hand & that you beat Percy to death with it.
Felix (to Zoe): If I beat him with it, I wouldn't have a chocolate chip scone for you, would I? How are you, lovely?
Zoe (to Felix): Oh. You know, just peachy. I'll be done feeling sorry for myself in a minute.
Felix (to Zoe): Come here, pretty lady. I know eventually your parents would have spoken to you about this and you would have given up the given the apartment to your brother. Because you're wonderful like that.
Zoe (to Felix): Heh. I'm glad you think so.
Felix (to Zoe): I know so.
Zoe (to Felix): You know it's really high up on this pedestal, Felix. It's gonna really suck when I fall & disappoint you.
Felix (to Zoe): Ha ha ha! Pedestal? Hardly. Because I trust that sooner or later, you'll do the right thing? I know what kind of person you are, Zoe... That's why I love you. ;-)
Zoe (to Felix): I love you, too. C'mere and give me another hug… We totes need some privacy.
Felix (to Zoe): And yes, for the record, we "totes" have somewhere else to be.
Zoe (to Felix): Don't make me try to pick you up again & carry you back to our-- whoa! I wasn't hinting that I wanted be carried.
Felix (to Zoe): Oh no? My mistake. I promise I'll put you down, then ... Eventually. ;-)
