[He eats the potato with reverence. It's the best potato wedges he's had in a long time, which...on one hand, there's not that much competition. He's had potato recently, it wasn't that good. On the other hand, they're really good, and if Gepard was drunk this would be the point in which he'd try to pin Figaro against a wall and murmur sweet nothings into his ear. They're good. And they're hot, somehow delivered into his office, and he didn't have to pay for them: that makes them better.
Which means he's at a disadvantage, which means he just wrinkles his nose at Figaro instead of kicking him out of his office because this is illegal and he shouldn't be commiting crimes on top of all of the other crimes.]
That just makes me feel like I need to give you a nickname, and I refuse to use a pet name for a man whose real name I still don't know.
[Okay, he's trying the sandwich-
Gepard's eyes light up. He smiles, unable to hold it back. He takes a moment to say-]
This is...delicious, you're a very good cook-
[And gets back to stuffing it into his face with the same resolve of a Silvermane Guard slamming down lunch ASAP, just in case something happens and they get interrupted, stop him before he chokes on olm.]
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Date: 2024-05-06 03:35 am (UTC)Which means he's at a disadvantage, which means he just wrinkles his nose at Figaro instead of kicking him out of his office because this is illegal and he shouldn't be commiting crimes on top of all of the other crimes.]
That just makes me feel like I need to give you a nickname, and I refuse to use a pet name for a man whose real name I still don't know.
[Okay, he's trying the sandwich-
Gepard's eyes light up. He smiles, unable to hold it back. He takes a moment to say-]
This is...delicious, you're a very good cook-
[And gets back to stuffing it into his face with the same resolve of a Silvermane Guard slamming down lunch ASAP, just in case something happens and they get interrupted, stop him before he chokes on olm.]