PapatymisonN: <KoD>
Lithaladhwen: <Myrnal, same font.>
PapatymisonN: *returns the night after, not as secretive, but still a bit...*
Lithaladhwen: *It's busier in the evenings! Kerran's got lots of people who apparently want to get drunk as quickly as possible, and Yanna is feeding everybody while Myrnal busses the tables.*
Lithaladhwen: *Myrnal comes to clear the dishes off a table so that the new patron can sit down.... until she notices who it is.*
Lithaladhwen: .......Charles. Didn't see you come in.
PapatymisonN: Good. I'm blending in, then.
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh. *grabs the old dishes and wipes the table down* So you need something else today, or are you just hungry?
PapatymisonN: I want to GIVE you something. ... and I'm hungy.
PapatymisonN: *hungry
Lithaladhwen: IM: Why is he keeping an eye on me like this? Nobody worried about me when I was possessed by the god of hate, but find out that I'm adopted and HOO BOY. The concern just crashes down.
Lithaladhwen: 'kay. Well, Yanna will be around in a moment to take your order.
PapatymisonN: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: *takes his dishes away and hauls them into the back room for cleaning/nefarious experimentation*
Lithaladhwen: Hello! You came back! What'll it be tonight, dear?
PapatymisonN: Oh. Um... do you have any roast chicken?
Lithaladhwen: We do! We keep it around if we can. It's a good staple. Would you like anything with that?
PapatymisonN: Um... some peas would be good.
PapatymisonN: Any suggestions for something to go with that to drink?
Lithaladhwen: Hm. Well. I usually roast the chicken with a lot of thyme and rosemary, so I'd suggest you ask Kerran for a chardonnay. *nod*
PapatymisonN: Thanks. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: And before I go.... do you like white meat or dark meat?
PapatymisonN: IM: She didn't tell them. Wonderful. I have a new hiding place.
PapatymisonN: Either are fine.
Lithaladhwen: All right. I'll be out as soon as I've cooked up some peas for you.
PapatymisonN: Thank you again.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, it's nothing. Go ahead and see what Kerran has in stock for the wine.
Lithaladhwen: *nods and heads off to the kitchen*
PapatymisonN: *heads to the bar*
Lithaladhwen: Hey. What can I get for you?
PapatymisonN: Your wife said chardonnay, to go with my chicken.
PapatymisonN: ... gimme the best you got.
Lithaladhwen: Ah, well. What's your price range?
PapatymisonN: Sky's the limit.
Lithaladhwen: *Kerran gives him that moustache-twisting grin that Charles saw just before the figment-Kerran hefted his sword to fight the party.*
Lithaladhwen: I've got one that's four years old. That'll be the Cullen's.
PapatymisonN: *tweaks slightly at the familiar motion...*
Lithaladhwen: It's about one hundred twenty gil for the bottle. Forty gil a glass.
Lithaladhwen: You still game?
PapatymisonN: Lay it on me. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Good man. I'll be just a moment. Keep an eye on my bar for me. *grins again*
PapatymisonN: Guard it with my life.
Lithaladhwen: *heads down to the wine cellar to get the Good Stuff*
PapatymisonN: *guard guard*
Lithaladhwen: *Charles hears a man cry out in surprise behind him.* Ow! Hey.
Lithaladhwen: *another guy replies* He didn't know. He's new.
PapatymisonN: o.o
PapatymisonN: ^_^ *snicker*
Lithaladhwen: *Myrnal puts back the wooden spoon she just smacked him with.* Yeah, well. I suggest you teach him before I come back for your dishes, or he'll learn how this place got its name.
Lithaladhwen: *guy rubs the back of his head* Damn, baby. No sense of fun.
Lithaladhwen: *Myrnal scoffs and takes the dishes back*
PapatymisonN: *chuckles and says (if she gets close)* Nice one. Did he even see the spoon coming?
Lithaladhwen: >_>
Lithaladhwen: They never do.
PapatymisonN: HA!
PapatymisonN: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: I broke one the other night. Had to replace it out of my tip money. *grin* It was worth it.
Lithaladhwen: Snapped it right across his face.
PapatymisonN: ... very nice.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. It was. Now if you'll excuse me. Dishes.
PapatymisonN: You're excused.
Lithaladhwen: *returns the dishes to the kitchen and stays in, presumably washing them*
Lithaladhwen: *Kerran comes back with a green wine bottle.*
Lithaladhwen: Here you are. This is the kind I like.
PapatymisonN: (It's.... it's...._
PapatymisonN: (... it's green.)
PapatymisonN: Oh, don't wait for me. Uncork it. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Heh. Yes, sir. *He pours a glass of a deep straw-gold white wine.*
Lithaladhwen: Swirl that around and give it a try.
PapatymisonN: *swirls that shit like a pro, coiff!*
Lithaladhwen: *The rich-colored wine contains aromas of ripe melon, pineapple and grapefruit with a subtle overlay of smoky oak. This Chardonnay wine leaves a lingering, savoury mineral-tinged finish and is one of the finest of Cullen's Chardonnays wines. Hurrah. Should be good with the chicken.*
Lithaladhwen: (My God I'm pretentious sometimes.)
PapatymisonN: Oh. Oh that is wonderful.
Lithaladhwen: Good, isn't it? Too expensive for me to have all the time or Yanna has a fit. But it sure is good.
PapatymisonN: ... Recork it.
PapatymisonN: I want to be able to enjoy it another time.
Lithaladhwen: Heh. All right. *does so*
Lithaladhwen: *Yanna emerges with chicken! And peas!*
Lithaladhwen: Did you find him a good one, Kerran?
Lithaladhwen: Man's got good taste. He likes the Cullen's.
Lithaladhwen: Hm. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: (Incidentally, that's a real wine. )
PapatymisonN: (Yum.)
PapatymisonN: Yes, it's... excellent.
Lithaladhwen: (I seriously googled "expensive chardonnay.")
Lithaladhwen: Well, here's your dinner, and Kerran found you your wine. Do you need anything else, Charles?
PapatymisonN: No, I should be fine, for now... Thank you both so much. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: Oh, don't give it another thought. Enjoy your dinner, and be sure to tell us if you need anything more.
PapatymisonN: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: *Myrnal returns to get the rest of the dishes from her "problem table" and her new friend is sitting on his hands, staring at the table and apparently trying not to make any sudden movements.*
Lithaladhwen: *It is possible he has now been informed that the waitress is crazy.*
PapatymisonN: ^_^ IM: Serves ya right.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: *Pssts Myrnal*
Lithaladhwen: >_>
Lithaladhwen: What?
PapatymisonN: When's your next break?
Lithaladhwen: Fifteen minutes or so from now. Why?
Lithaladhwen: Not making a pass at me, are ya? *smirk*
PapatymisonN: No. Not today.
PapatymisonN: Just... you are a curiousity. I'm seeing if that curiousity can be quieted.
Lithaladhwen: ...
PapatymisonN: If not, fine. I just want to see one way or the other.
Lithaladhwen: The fuck does that even mean?
PapatymisonN: ... well... I did find out you don't... officially exist.
PapatymisonN: Which is fine. Pay your taxes and I'm happy.
PapatymisonN: I'm just wondering ... what's up with that, really.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, pfft. We can talk about that later. I'm busy right now.
Lithaladhwen: *returns dishes*
PapatymisonN: *goes back to his tasty dinner!*
Lithaladhwen: *Twenty minutes pass! Myrnal pulls her apron off and sits down at Charles' table.*
Lithaladhwen: So? What do you want?
PapatymisonN: Knowledge.
PapatymisonN: Your original name would be a nice start. Blank Gellantara, right?
Lithaladhwen: *frowns* Knowledge, is it?
Lithaladhwen: If knowledge is power, and power corrupts, I should think you'd know not to poke around in other people's business.
Lithaladhwen: So you know my family name. What the hell do you care?
PapatymisonN: ... huh. It appears my interest in your past is inverse to yours.
PapatymisonN: That's fine. I'm not making a single demand.
PapatymisonN: I'm just curious. That's all.
Lithaladhwen: Between you and me?
Lithaladhwen: ....*leans closer*
Lithaladhwen: My name is irrelevant.
PapatymisonN: Appears so, since your mother's records show no children, let alone their names.
PapatymisonN: I just ... don't like a story with holes in it.
PapatymisonN: I can bear them, however.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* She didn't trust paperwork. It's how they get you.
PapatymisonN: Hey! I take offense to that! I'M "they"! ^_^
Lithaladhwen: You are. But from what I heard, she didn't have anything against you personally. So I wouldn't worry about it.
PapatymisonN: Good to know.
Lithaladhwen: How old are you?
PapatymisonN: Thirty.
PapatymisonN: In other words, ancient.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, that would make sense. Sounds about right.
Lithaladhwen: Listen. Don't get any illusions about my mother. She wasn't the kind of person someone like you would want to associate.
Lithaladhwen: *associate with.
Lithaladhwen: In fact... I'm pretty sure she had plans to kidnap you when you were a kid.
PapatymisonN: Oh really... ten million gil, or the kid gets it?
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. Wizard didn't say.
Lithaladhwen: But just keep that in mind, and don't push your luck too far, all right? What's done is done.
PapatymisonN: *nod* What's in the past is in the past. Of course.
Lithaladhwen: So quit worrying about mine. You've already seen more of it than I would have liked.
Lithaladhwen: No sense in making the problem worse.
PapatymisonN: *sigh* Very well.
PapatymisonN: Another story left untold... the world will simply have to bear it.
Lithaladhwen: The world could survive it happening without anyone knowing, without a single break in the pattern... The world can survive it being forgotten.
Lithaladhwen: S'how things work.
Lithaladhwen: Was there anything else?
PapatymisonN: Not really, unless you want your mother's criminal records...
Lithaladhwen: No. It doesn't matter. She's kind of beyond prosecution and... all things considered.... *pushes her chair out*
Lithaladhwen: I've done a lot worse than she ever did.
PapatymisonN: IM: She makes such a scene of that chair thing...
PapatymisonN: We always trump our parents in some way.
Lithaladhwen: So unless I've got a record I don't know about, I think I'm probably going to get back to work.
PapatymisonN: I didn't bother to check.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. Have fun digging into other people's pasts. I'd suggest taking up a more useful hobby, though.
Lithaladhwen: Like basketweaving or needlepoint or something.
Lithaladhwen: Consider it.
PapatymisonN: ... I hear people jump off tall buildings with stretchy rope tied to their feet...
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh. Have fun.
Lithaladhwen: I've gotta go.
PapatymisonN: I'll be around, since this place is... wonderful, and all.
PapatymisonN: I'll bring the wife next time, even.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Well. I saw the tail end of your fight with the mage. Try to keep her from vaporizing my grandparents' place, all right?
PapatymisonN: She... folds up quite nicely. ^_^
PapatymisonN: Don't worry, you'll like her.
PapatymisonN: IM: Probably.
Lithaladhwen: ...'kay.
Lithaladhwen: *heads back into the kitchen*
PapatymisonN: *having been able to eat peas and chicken in 20 minutes, finishes off his wine, and heads out*
Lithaladhwen: <Myrnal and Kerran and Yanna>
PapatymisonN: </kod>