jello? jello anyone?
[And so, later after that absolutely lovely end to the trial, the guests of the Murder Manor (tm) will find themselves with an invitation slipped under their doors. The handwriting is godawful but still legible, hopefully. They're not signed by anyone though.
FOOD AND DRINK PROVIDED BY YOURS TRULY
Though, when you actually get there the food is.... definitely not anything you'd ever want to eat. There's chicken in jello, vegetables in jello, cake in jello. Like, nothing is free of jello.
Oh, and the drinks? Among them is a bowl labeled vodka, but it's definitely not vodka. It's actually straight up vinegar, but no one has to know that right?
Last but not least is an absolutely lovely banner made out of a bed sheet hanging over the door that leads into the area that just says "FUCK YOU" in big letters.
Anyway, go wild. Have a awful great time.]

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Mm-hm!
[She reaches up the counter and grabs a frying pan, giggling to herself as she spins it in her hand.]
We gotta put butter on the sides of the bread that don't have the cheese and then grill them up. It's not that hard! It's easy, actually. I can teach you!
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Ohhh...that's neat! Lemme go get the butter.
[He carefully places his in-progress sandwich on the table and digs through the refrigerator, taking out two sticks of butter. He begins to unwrap them when he realizes he. Probably shouldn't. Be doing that.]
Uh...what now?