Nathan laughs. "Well you ARE overdramatic Larry. It can't be that bad."
He pours it on his food. He starts chewing. "Holy crap that's spicy. What is this made of?! Spiced quads?"
He suddenly notices what Una said. "Come on baby! I'm just saying we don't all need to be rude and sarcastic to each other!"
He turns to Larry. "Hey don't you start flirting with the woman!"
edited 20th Jan '11 1:08:19 PM by Fusionman
Larry slid a glass of water toward Nathan.
"You'll want that when the chilis kick in."
Larry held the bottle up to the light contemplatitively.
"Well, you could taste it, so long as you don't ingest too much. If you're into sado-masichism."
edited 20th Jan '11 1:07:36 PM by HungryJoe
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.Dano was swirling the food on his plate, dropped from the massive high and thinking of the responsibility that now lay on his shoulders. Ready or not, it was his now. But it wasn't just him that suffered if it went to hell.
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me."I look forward to it."
Dano still hadn't eaten anything. Looking down at his food, he saw his food on the crisp white plate, and wondered why he didn't feel like eating.
Crisp white plate.
"A disease, eating the wrong food. Lose your concentration for one second..."
Dano pushed his plate away, picking up the red plate.
"Lucky I did too much."
edited 20th Jan '11 1:34:57 PM by Plumbum
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.

"Oh yeah, that's right." Una said, her expression a rapidly decaying mask of neutrality. "I should be getting back to the kitchen, then, leaving the sarcasm for the real men." She smiled, it was a smile as devoid of actual positive emotion as, say, a punch to the face.
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