[ Taako has no friends. Especially not TV ones. Taako takes his sweet friggin' time emerging from the kitchen, because frankly how dare he be interrupted in the middle of . . . whatever the hell he was doing in there. It smells amazing, which is one of the senses Snake still has, right? ]
Oh, oh, no you're right, I remember this guy. Jonathan right? Or was it Drew.
[They're really lucky Magnus' chest is something to be admired, and the kitchen smells great. Snake was walking in pretty steamed, but he's simmered down to looking mildly irritated in neither of their direction. At a wall, probably.]
Jonathan is the superior brother, but no. I go by Snake. [that's not his fursona, don't,] The whole spider fight raises a bell, yes? I came here with a... question about it. And now... another question about what's cooking?
Of course! I never forget a fight where I won and looked amazing doing it. And defended the life of a good friend such as yourself, of course. C'mon, pull up a chair.
[Fortunately, there are several chairs in the apartment available for sitting on, all carved wood and smelling weirdly like lavender.]
I actually just want to take a second here to note that I, Taako, won that fight, and looked pretty amazing doing it.
[Neither of them are going to offer Snake a chair though, or point him in the actual direction of one. He'll just have to sniff one out. Taako just makes a disapproving hum at Snake's very bad no good Property Brothers opinions, but he isn't going to fight him on it during this important conversation.
Is Snake trying to angle his way into a free lunch. There are no free lunches in this world, Snake.]
Nothing much, Drew, my man. Just some sandwiches. Some paninis. A little bit of chicken saltimbocca, you know, easy enough to whip up some sage butter, really makes the flavors pop. Don't want to let that burn, so, uh, chop chop.
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our secret sad boy party has been BUSTED
[ Taako has no friends. Especially not TV ones. Taako takes his sweet friggin' time emerging from the kitchen, because frankly how dare he be interrupted in the middle of . . . whatever the hell he was doing in there. It smells amazing, which is one of the senses Snake still has, right? ]
Oh, oh, no you're right, I remember this guy. Jonathan right? Or was it Drew.
you better not be SAD IN HERE
Jonathan is the superior brother, but no. I go by Snake. [that's not his fursona, don't,] The whole spider fight raises a bell, yes? I came here with a... question about it. And now... another question about what's cooking?
no subject
[Fortunately, there are several chairs in the apartment available for sitting on, all carved wood and smelling weirdly like lavender.]
What can we do for you?
no subject
[Neither of them are going to offer Snake a chair though, or point him in the actual direction of one. He'll just have to sniff one out. Taako just makes a disapproving hum at Snake's very bad no good Property Brothers opinions, but he isn't going to fight him on it during this important conversation.
Is Snake trying to angle his way into a free lunch. There are no free lunches in this world, Snake.]
Nothing much, Drew, my man. Just some sandwiches. Some paninis. A little bit of chicken saltimbocca, you know, easy enough to whip up some sage butter, really makes the flavors pop. Don't want to let that burn, so, uh, chop chop.