Monday Night at Nell's

[mylandmyrules]

This would be the first time people gathered here in the New Year, so Nell wanted to make it a little special for everyone. She had carefully handpainted and baked mugs for each person so they'd each have their own special one for when they were here.

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[deathsmajesty]

"Entirely wrong color palette," Liliana sniffed. "Otherwise, the resemblance is uncanny."

Casually she pulled out her phone and did a bit of scrolling. "And this is you, right? About ten years ago?"

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio had been expecting Liliana to pull up up some ancient picture gotten from Promtpo's collection, so when he saw what she did pull up, he had to snort with laughter.

"No way," he said, and squared his shoulders a little while giving his stomach a pat, "that was me just this morning."

[deathsmajesty]

"Mmm..." She glanced back at it. "Raw and unseasoned? Yes, that does track, doesn't it?"

[sword_chocobro]

"Raw, I'll take," said Gladio. "But unseasoned?" He grinned. "Never. Besides, I bet Specs' got a fancy word for whatever you'd call that."

Gladio, you had been heir to literally the seconds most important House of Lucis. Don't act like you didn't know steak tartare.

[deathsmajesty]

Please, he'd had at least three conversations with Ignis, so even if he hadn't been the Amicitia heir, he'd probably know the term.

"If you say so, Carpaccio," Liliana snorted, lips twitching. She gave him a skeptical once-over. "I'll take your word for it."

[sword_chocobro]

Even with multiple conversations to work from, Gladio was still going to have to look something up later.

And, briefly, for a moment, he thought of pointing out that she didn't have to take just his word for it. In fact, out of the people currently here, she was the odd one out on that one, but figured the trouble to amusement scale on that one just wasn't worth it.

"Probably for the best," he agreed. "That wouldn't be fair to Igs."

[deathsmajesty]

A pity, because Liliana would have been very interested in that little tidbit. So actually, good on you, Gladio, saving ya boy yet another conversation that contributed to global warming.

Instead, she just laughed. "You keep telling yourself that," she said merrily, patting an arm the size of a ham hock. "You sound like you need that win, so I'll let you have it."

Apparently, she didn't see much of a reason for Ignis to be concerned.