Office Hours - We Could Be

[shieldof]

[Faith's door remains closed, the brass "PRIVATE" plaque silent and unyielding. Trying to force the door yields no results, but- she said you could contact her here, so just go ahead and knock. Worst case scenario, you're no worse off than before, right?]

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Comments

[makeitfit]

[Capochin blinks, pausing halfway through the door with a plate of something fried]

Oh! 'Spek brought you some'a his fwies?--FRIES? [he looks pleased about that, and her praise of them]

Well, if ya liked those, wait until ya try some'a these! [he'll move the rest of the way in, presenting that plate of deep fried various vegetables: mushrooms, zucchini, broccoli, onions, and sweet potatoes.]

[shieldof]

He did, he was quite eager to show off your work.

[She's mostly just glad the fryer seems to be working as intended, but the sudden introduction to deep fried snacks is an unexpected bonus.]

Oh-

[She looks over the offering.]

...I can recognize the mushrooms and broccoli- what are the others?

[makeitfit]

Lessie here--we got sweet potats, zoo-key-knee an on-knee-ons! [he points out each one as he lists them off]

Spek won't eat 'em because he ain't big on veg, but I like 'em.

[shieldof]

[You know what, let's try an onion ring. Petal? There's a few ways to deep fry onions.]

...oh, that. That is excellent.

[medieval peasant discovering processed sugar behavior, look upon ye works and despair, capo]

The saltiness of the batter offsets the sweetness and heat of the onion amazingly well.

[makeitfit]

[let's go with rings?? Anyway enjoy your introduction to fried deliciousness, Faith.] Don't it just? That's one 'a my favorites.

[he glances at the tray on the workbench]

You workin' on somethin' over dere?

[shieldof]

Oh- yes, I'm attempting to create more appropriate, ah. Facilities. For Sir Interceptor.

[makeitfit]

Sir--? [huh????]

....oh! Da dog! Right, yeah, since we ain't goin' outside here.

[shieldof]

Indeed. Certainly not without a great deal of preparation.

[She might be drawing up some plans to try and make an area safe for the pets they're inevitably gonna have to deal with.]

It is less than ideal but it may be better than- ah, the alternative.

[makeitfit]

[ok, he does snicker at that]

Yeah, no kiddin'.

[he moves to set the plate down on her desk, if there's a clear spot for it?]

I wante t'thank ya for da deep frya'. Dif'rent than I'm used ta, but it woiks pretty well.

[shieldof]

You are quite welcome, Sir Capochin. I may be able to improve upon it with time, so please let me know if there are any specific deficiencies in the design.

[makeitfit]

I'll keep an eye on it.

Did you design it yaself?