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Post by Bee on Jun 24, 2010 13:16:06 GMT -5
Mnem quirked an eyebrow at the bird; he had good delivery, but if he actually sold vacuum cleaners for a living, it meant that Thalia was dating the most boring person alive, which was so antithetical to her daughter's nature she imagined the space-time continuum would have collapsed had it been true.
Not that it really mattered. Mnem honestly didn't give a shit what he did for a living, they were just whiling away the moment while Thalia found the brownies. Mnem hoped she hadn't gotten lost in there. It'd happened before. Just gotten distracted, forgot where she was, and wandered out the back door. Poor thing had inherited far too many of Minh's genes.
But Thalia reappeared a moment later, carrying a small platter of treats. Mnem plucked one off the tray before the girl turned and offered some to Tosiek, in the spirit of really trying to keep everyone appeased: "Eat some! You know Mom's a good baker."
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Post by Dark on Jun 25, 2010 12:03:24 GMT -5
Minh declined the brownie Thalia offered her, "I'm conducting an experiment that requires that I abstain from any and all sugar." Though they smelled divine, and she was extremely tempted. Another time, perhaps, when they weren't entertaining.
Then she turned her focus to what exactly the little-bird creature had just admitted. Vacuums? He sold vacuums? Her daughter was cavorting with a salesman? How--boring. The only way the situation could be redeemed was if he was running some sort of con, and then only barely; but he didn't have the airs to pull it off correctly, besides.
"You sell vacuums?" Minh scowled, "I don't believe in vacuums. Vacuums are against my religion." As of that exact moment, and Minh would stand by the decision.
She sighed, and took another sip of her tea; Thalia was hanging out with such unsavory sorts lately, and it wasn't even the good kind of unsavory. So disappointing.
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Post by seraaches on Mar 7, 2011 16:55:47 GMT -5
Tosiek nodded at Minh's reiteration of his professed profession and was surprisingly unsurprised when she announced that she didn't believe in vacuum cleaners. It should have been at least a trifle astonishing. But it wasn't.
He quickly arranged his features into a slight dour, but mostly saddened with resignation expression, and gave a mournful sigh. "Thank you, no," he said kindly to Thalia before putting his gaze right back on Minh.
"I wish this was the first time I'd heard that very thing," he said, putting in quiet emphasis on the 'very'. He tsked gently. "I think it's a real shame that so many religions are against the Cleanerific cleaner, but really, if you would only give it a chance, you would see that there's really nothing to be afraid of! Imagining that they work is almost as good as knowing that they really do, and, with time and sufficient sucking, you, too, could be a real believer in the power of Clean."
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Post by Bee on Jun 29, 2011 15:44:28 GMT -5
"The only variety of sucking I'm interested in is not provided by cleaning appliances," Mnem said indifferently, and took a sip of her tea. This blasted boy just needed to eat his brownies so Mnem could throw his high feathery ass in the dumpster and set her daughter up with a nice girl whose name she could actually remember? Actually, scratch that, she was criminally unenthused by the prospect of matchmaking, and Thalia was dense as a brick; it probably took the whole reserves of her capacity for romance to even be interested in young Tennyson here.
It is so trying to be me sometimes, Mnem thought. I endure so much.
And speaking of brownies, Thalia held them out to Tosiek again, looking sad. "They're goooood," she said, because the poor thing didn't even know what was in them.
Mnem carried on. "If we want the floor scoured, we just have Minh unleash the bandersnatches. They leave nothing in their wake. Not even the bones." She paused. "I must say, I hope you're lying about your profession. I'd sooner my daughter date a scoundrel than a salesman."
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