>>5167499“Do you believe we could all grab a bite of the cake later?” Vanessa wonders as she’s being the main cake guardian. Some might say that leaving the wolf to take care of the sheep isn’t a good idea, but she’s not a wolf, she’s a domesticated puppy!
“As the taste tasters, I thought you’d be sick of them by now.” Ulrich only gets hyped by pointing this out.
“When something’s great, it’s great no matter how much you eat of it.” Marcela, who just ate one pinch of each attempt, grins.
“So true.” Vanessa nods in agreement. “Right, Kobashi?”
“I’m so tired…” You don’t know how you’re keeping your eyes open.
Ulrich’s butler comes over and whispers into his ear. The businessman isn’t pleased by what he’s hearing.
“Just let her in…” Ulrich hands waves his butler away. His employee walks up to the room’s door…
“He didn’t make it again, did he?” Vanessa sighs. She warned you that Professor Bombastus is hard to reach, even harder to get a meeting with.
“Mr. Lucremoola! How many times do I have to tell you that to schedule a meeting with Professor Bombastus, you have to do it in advance? I apologize, but one day is not enough! You know he’s too incredibly busy to deal with these trifling cake matters. He met this week’s quota, so what’s the issue?” It’s Professor Bombastus’ assistant. Her name is Dorothy if your memory serves you right. Sounds like she made the decision herself and not Bombastus. “I’m here to act on his behalf, so please, if you have anything to say – inform me immediately. We don’t want to cause any grievances; your patronage is important to us.”
“I needed the good doctor here, Dorothy. I’m sorry, but you can’t do much.” Ulrich sighs.
“Why? What’s the ma— Oh no, it’s you! T-The stalker!” Dorothy notices you on the couch among the crowd.
“He’s no stalker, he’s an associate of mine, and it’d be prudent if you were a little more tactful. His name is Kobashi, and this is his assistant Marcela. You already know Vanessa.” Ulrich didn’t take too kindly to you being called names.
“It’s fine, Kobashi, we’ve all been called stalkers at one point in our lives.” Vanessa taps your back. No, Vanessa, normal people don’t.
“Yeah, don’t feel bad about it, happens to the best of us.” Marcela taps your back too. These two have iffy stories that they haven’t told you…
“A-Apologies, Mr. Kobashi.” Dorothy bows her head. “I must’ve misinterpreted your intentions before, I’m ashamed of myself and my actions.”
“Let’s leave that behind us.” You act like the better man. “And PLEASE never talk about it again.”
“R-Right…” Dorothy adjusts her glasses. “If my presence is not needed, I’ll be on my way. Apologies again.”
