un: espresso_concerto

[amurder]

Name: Antonio Salieri
Date: Deceuer 2nd
Format: Audio

Good evening, everyone. [Comes a very low, inauspicious tone.] I hope this night has treated you all well. [Very nice, though. Very cordial.]

As for myself: I have a question.

Would anyone be willing to help me bake a few dozen sugar cookies?

Ah.

Perhaps ... a bit more than a few dozen.

Comments

[amurder]

[Don't let him distract you, Salieri.]

After washing up and putting away the laundry, I'm sure.

Is that what you meant? [He muses. The sheets are VERY clean!]

[fordeath]

Not quite? [ not at all, actually. ]

Can't that wait for a day off? It's far too chilly to attempt a spring cleaning right now, Salieri.

[amurder]

Changing tunes so quickly, Amadeus? It was you who seemed to suggest our house was in a state of disarray.

[How far and how long is Salieri willing to take this public squabble is the real question coming to fruition.]

Or perhaps if you helped me with my brushing more often... [Wow.]

[fordeath]

[ a worthy question that will never be answered, because amadeus is OUTTA HERE. ]

That sounds like a fine compromise, mein Schatz, I'll take you up on that.

In fact I'll do that at once after I've returned home. See you then, I love you, bye!

[ blip. ]

[amurder]

[Wait, wha—] You— ...!!

[That man. He hung. Up.

... after saying that.] ...

[WELL. Time for an extremely flustered and reddened Salieri hang up too.]