Are you a demon and this is all a ploy to hijack my food and cause me to accidentally poison people? You have to tell me if you are and I guessed right, that's the rules.
[Looking down at himself, as if that will possibly reveal his state of demonicness.]
...Well! For what little it's worth, I don't feel possessed? Though that's exactly what a demon would say. You could check my clothes for poisons and come with me when I deliver things to make sure I don't stop anywhere to add anything on the way? Mm, but I also feel like I wouldn't go for something like that if I were a demon. It'd put suspicion down to one of the two of us - fifty-fifty aren't good odds at all!
[The lemon is successfully juiced, and away he'll scoot! He leans over to peer through the oven window curiously once the dish is inside before popping back up and turning his attention over again.]
Thanks! It would have been a pain to have handled that all on my own, haha. [But if they have twenty minutes of waiting now...] Want to play a game in the meantime? Or we could just have a good drink - or both!
[He'll lean on the counter too, joining Taako in powdery clothes hell. At least they aren't touching strychnine like SOME PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSEBOAT.]
I've learned a few! Truth or dare, two truths and a lie... There's always shots roulette, too, but I think that's probably better fun with a few more people. Not that I'd say no to playing anyway, though! I think most of us could use a drink tonight.
[Reaching to just try and dig in WWX's sleeves himself - before he remembers it's still friggin aphro week and retracts his hands extremely quickly, crossing them over his chest in case of emergencies.]
Get us some drinks, won't you, pumpkin? I'll go first. I'll take a truth.
[Good thing since he's in the process of doing a Matrix-style backwards bend as soon as Taako's hands come his way. HE'S TIRED. THIS WEEK HAS LEFT HIM SO DRAINED. But it's fine, the crisis is diverted, and he's left giving Taako a Look™ instead.]
What, do you think I just carry drinks around on my person at all times?
[He says, before reaching into his merlin robes to pull out a bottle of raspberry-flavored vodka with the top fourth already missing... After setting it down on the counter, he moseys off to grab a couple of glasses and share two (hefty) pours. No mixers, apparently?? He picks up one, holding it out for a toast.]
Truth, hm? Let's see, let's see... Ah! If you hadn't decided to pursue cooking, what would you have done instead?
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...Well! For what little it's worth, I don't feel possessed? Though that's exactly what a demon would say. You could check my clothes for poisons and come with me when I deliver things to make sure I don't stop anywhere to add anything on the way? Mm, but I also feel like I wouldn't go for something like that if I were a demon. It'd put suspicion down to one of the two of us - fifty-fifty aren't good odds at all!
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[Taking the lemon juice, assuming it's done, adding that to the oat and cinnamon mixture and pouring the whole thing over the apples then.]
Alright. Fine. I'll do it.
[Shooing WWX aside if he's in the way of the oven, to put the apple crisp in.]
That's got 20 minutes, so.
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Thanks! It would have been a pain to have handled that all on my own, haha. [But if they have twenty minutes of waiting now...] Want to play a game in the meantime? Or we could just have a good drink - or both!
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[Moving to sit his butt on the counter, since they aren't using it anymore. Ignoring he's just gonna have flour all over his ass later.]
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I've learned a few! Truth or dare, two truths and a lie... There's always shots roulette, too, but I think that's probably better fun with a few more people. Not that I'd say no to playing anyway, though! I think most of us could use a drink tonight.
[Said like he isn't constantly drinking.]
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[Reaching to just try and dig in WWX's sleeves himself - before he remembers it's still friggin aphro week and retracts his hands extremely quickly, crossing them over his chest in case of emergencies.]
Get us some drinks, won't you, pumpkin? I'll go first. I'll take a truth.
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What, do you think I just carry drinks around on my person at all times?
[He says, before reaching into his merlin robes to pull out a bottle of raspberry-flavored vodka with the top fourth already missing... After setting it down on the counter, he moseys off to grab a couple of glasses and share two (hefty) pours. No mixers, apparently?? He picks up one, holding it out for a toast.]
Truth, hm? Let's see, let's see... Ah! If you hadn't decided to pursue cooking, what would you have done instead?
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[Grabby hands for his vodka, tapping his glass against his to toast!!!!]
Oh, hm, interesting question. I mean, I've had other jobs. I was, uh, an Interstellar Science Officer? [a what] On a spaceship! [What!!!]
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One day you might be! [He will never be wrong to assume Wei Wuxian has any manner of weird shit in his sleeves, but fine.
Also, he has no idea what ANY OF THIS IS.]
--You were a what where now?