[ She takes no offense, even if he teases her. It takes a lot to get under her skin, but at least she knows why he can joke. There are multiple instances where... she may have done something unsavory! No one's ledger as clear, but she leaves that guilt in the past for the most part1
The topic of clones could be sore too, but their back and forth puts a lot on the table. It makes it quite easy to shoot the shit in the easiest way possible. ]
You are playing the billion dollar row version of Stonk Market annnnnd, I really hate that. [ How the hell did he really let all these wild adventures happen to him?! ] Why not get rich the easiest way?
[ Steal! ]
No, nevermind – save the conscience talk for later.
[ When he mentions the wine, she instead takes another quick bite of her toast and hops up. There will be no sip in her penthouse. Into the kitchen she goes – a few moments where he's left alone with himself. Clanks echo in the kitchen and a cork is popped – before long, Felicia returns with two glasses of wine poured modestly. Back to the coffee table, she kneels down and slides one glass across towards Peter. ]
If you're going to take a sip, you're going to want more. Just figured I'd cut it off at the pass. This is my favorite, so I don't mind sharing.
[ Honestly, she looks down to it with a small smile. ]
I had it at an Italian place uptown, a few weeks after I sold some stolen art I nabbed during my first few heists. Maaaaybe it tasted best because it was a celebration, but – it's good even now.
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The topic of clones could be sore too, but their back and forth puts a lot on the table. It makes it quite easy to shoot the shit in the easiest way possible. ]
You are playing the billion dollar row version of Stonk Market annnnnd, I really hate that. [ How the hell did he really let all these wild adventures happen to him?! ] Why not get rich the easiest way?
[ Steal! ]
No, nevermind – save the conscience talk for later.
[ When he mentions the wine, she instead takes another quick bite of her toast and hops up. There will be no sip in her penthouse. Into the kitchen she goes – a few moments where he's left alone with himself. Clanks echo in the kitchen and a cork is popped – before long, Felicia returns with two glasses of wine poured modestly. Back to the coffee table, she kneels down and slides one glass across towards Peter. ]
If you're going to take a sip, you're going to want more. Just figured I'd cut it off at the pass. This is my favorite, so I don't mind sharing.
[ Honestly, she looks down to it with a small smile. ]
I had it at an Italian place uptown, a few weeks after I sold some stolen art I nabbed during my first few heists. Maaaaybe it tasted best because it was a celebration, but – it's good even now.