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Post by John Bristow on Jan 4, 2012 22:34:14 GMT -5
"Has my cooking ever been bad?" He asked with his hands on his hips.
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Post by László on Jan 5, 2012 0:24:31 GMT -5
"No. But then you haven't tried to make something weird."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 11, 2012 15:53:30 GMT -5
John laughed and shook his finger "Well you're right about that, I make pretty normal food. I was told once I cook very American, although I don't get what that means."
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Post by László on Jan 11, 2012 17:21:18 GMT -5
"I do." He said, grinning.
"It's all in the choice and the style."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 14, 2012 23:00:01 GMT -5
"Oh?" He shrugged, and headed back in to the kitchen, his mind suddenly back on Beauchamp.
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Post by László on Jan 15, 2012 0:25:06 GMT -5
((I had this evil thought today, of letting László get completely plastered. Like, more drunk than Miles has seen. HAMMERED. I don't know why. I just imagine him being that way and running into John and saying things to John he probably shouldn't. <_<))
"Yep."
He suddenly sighed.
"I'm bad luck."
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Post by John Bristow on Feb 2, 2012 1:03:49 GMT -5
((I am in to this))
"No you are not" John yelled back with as much cheeriness as he could muster.
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Post by László on Feb 2, 2012 12:05:07 GMT -5
((Could so do it after this scene. He has a reason to get really drunk, too.))
"Am too."
He shook his head.
"Ah, nevermind. I need to get my mind off of this."
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Post by John Bristow on Feb 2, 2012 23:03:41 GMT -5
((Let's just end it with my post and you start the thread )) John came out with a plate of food for Laszlo and leaned down, kissing him softly on the cheek "No you're not."
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Post by László on Feb 3, 2012 12:34:28 GMT -5
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