jello? jello anyone?

[negaverse]

[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. 

 

PARTY FOR THE DEAD GUY IN THE DINING ROOM

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.]

 

Comments

[bayoublues]

Hmm...okay. Sounds good!

[He's going to carefully drop the filets into the pan, jumping back when it sizzles. Mmmm. Oily fish.]

So...you come from England, right? Is this a common dish to eat there? I ain't really met any fancy Englishmen before, they generally don't like comin' down to New Orleans.

[lostbutnotaboy]

[And she jumps away a bit with him. Oof. Careful there, Louis. But once things are underway it's back to peeling, and then... cutting. She doesn't normally touch the big knives, so this is...]

That's right? [Trying to focus, Louis. Concentrate...] Well, to be fair, I've never met any talking alligators from New Orleans before. So I guess we're pretty much even on that.

It is a pretty common dish. Lot's of people eat it, but I guess some places don't get it? What do you eat in New Orleans?

[bayoublues]

Oh, a whole lotta good stuff. We got people from all over--French, Spanish, Caribbean, um...[He pauses.] All places! So, mix that all together, and you get a buncha real good food combos. Like, gumbo, red beans and rice, po' boys...lotsa nice, savory stuff. You ought to try it, sometime! I'm sure there's somethin' you'll like.

[He's eyeing the fish and he's not exactly sure when to flip them over. Maybe when they're brown, right? That's how fish are cooked.]

[lostbutnotaboy]

[....Her stomach isn't rumbling. Shut up.]

Oh, it sounds... lovely where you're from. I've never been anywhere outside of London, but maybe if I can visit after...

[A pause.]

After we go home.