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"Fuck me, no wonder why you're like that." Alexis snorts. "Yeah. Makes sense."
"...Pitiful. I feel sorry for you." You barely hear Naomi's muttering.
"Sorry." Kiara tries REALLY hard to hide her smirk.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean???" You try your best to hide your confused expression.
"I can't promise my information is in date but," Naomi finishes her sandwich in one, unnervingly big bite and swallow. "Isn't his family barely respect in the corporate world?"
"I believe so. No wonder why he has to rely on someone like you, no offense meant, to do tasks on his behalf." Alexis's expression is equal parts concerned, conceited, and disgusted. "<span class="mu-b">Don't be shocked if he uses you to boost himself and his family name back into the spotlight.</span> Cleaners are disposable, after all."
[PERSON OF INTEREST] Worrying. If he tries to drag too much attention to the both of you? The agents might move in. You can only hope he has the common sense to keep any power plays hidden for now.
How comforting. Wouldn't be too shocking if he tried using the existence of the Silver Agents to get the Companies on his side. Yet, from what it sounds like, they're about as powerful as an Alphabet Company if not GREATER...fuck. You'll worry about that when you talk to him later.
Naomi seems to notice the worry on your face. All she offers is a cryptic nod. "It's best to be worried." <<span class="mu-b">"She's piecing it together. Good."</span>>
"W-well then!" You try to wash away your worries with more wine and food. Soon enough, your glass and plate are empty. "Mind telling me what you'd recommend to eat here? Way out of my depth with fancy shit and, uh, still hungry."
"Mmh." Alexis waves her hand to get the attention of a waiter. "Tell you what? I'm in a morbid kind of mood. Do you have any deer on the menu today?" Oh this bitch-
The waiter nods.
"Excellent. Get me a cut of meat from it and some of the Syndie you know what." She whispers at the waiter. Before you even know it, he's gone. "I'll be honest. Most of the food here is actually pretty awful when it comes to being <span class="mu-i">food.</span>"
"How so?" Your standards for restaurant food is that one Beetleburger place Q-Company owns and, like, the Bazaar of Desires or whatever you ate a few days ago.
"It's all fucking 'experience' slop!" Alexis' face contorts into a sneer of pure fucking rage. "Look at the menu!" You only now notice there's a menu still in front of you. You quickly flip through it. For every normal steak, sandwich, or plate of pasta there's...what the fuck is this? You squint at the pictures on the menu.
<span class="mu-s">FLAVOR FROM 369 YEARS AGO.</span> It's a cracked open can of that ancient 'Coca Cola' soda.
<span class="mu-s">DECONSTRUCTED RASPBERRY CAKE.</span> It's a plate with raw flour, scrambled eggs, and crushed raspberries covered in sugar.
<span class="mu-s">MIDDLE AGED MAN'S DESPAIR.</span> It's just a cup of black coffee and a pack of 'BLACK TAR' brand cigarettes
"What the fuck?"
"I know, right?" Kiara and Alexis yell out in unison.
