[Anya rings the pink bell and yet there's another bell that's still jingling from somewhere in the hall as Peach dashes into the kitchen. She doesn't look as though she's been rushed but rather that she's just very eager to do her job.]
Good afternoon, Miss Anastasia! How may I help you today?
[There's a shake of her head. The bell around her neck jingles a little.]
We have our own jobs around this house, but it's also our job to be available for anything you may need, Anya. Even if it's just asking questions. [The "miss" is also dropped since she can at least get the sense Anya's fine with something more casual.] What sort of questions do you have?
Mm... well, could we get our clothes back? Akira would like his... and his cell phone. Can I help look for where Master Blue maybe put them? Jin Ling still cannot find sword, and Mammon his wallet...
[so she's following up on that but also
at the mention of Mammon]
Mammon also said he likes newts... Do you know a recipe so Anya can cook for him? [she mimics Mammon's voice:] "Dried blackbelly newt legs"!
It seems as though Master Blue didn't follow the appropriate protocol for transporting your items. They're not lost! We just...don't exactly know where they are. [How that isn't the definition of lost I don't know, but sure.] But the Master's working to recover everything as quickly as possible.
[At the mention of Mammon in particular, she tilts her head.] Dried blackbelly newt legs...[She rubs her chin in thought.] It sounds a little similar to what you could do for jerky. I don't know if we have blackbelly newts in the garden, but we can try to work with what we have if you'd like.
We're not even sure where to begin to look. That's part of what the Master is investigating now. [Sorry Anya, Blue is Blue.]
But I do know where we can find some newts. The garden's usually clear of them, but someone...I won't say who... sometimes hides a secret stash she doesn't think I know about.
A stash of newts! Hold on a sec! [And she just disappears into the pantry? She's gone for a little bit but before Anya can come look for her or the like she'll be back with a plastic box.]
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Good afternoon, Miss Anastasia! How may I help you today?
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Здравствуйте! Hello Peach. Please call me Anya.
[she'll keep saying this to everyone who tries to call her by her full name smh]
Um - I have a few more questions? Is that okay? You are not busy?
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We have our own jobs around this house, but it's also our job to be available for anything you may need, Anya. Even if it's just asking questions. [The "miss" is also dropped since she can at least get the sense Anya's fine with something more casual.] What sort of questions do you have?
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[so she's following up on that but also
at the mention of Mammon]
Mammon also said he likes newts... Do you know a recipe so Anya can cook for him? [she mimics Mammon's voice:] "Dried blackbelly newt legs"!
[i told you she needed to know for a reason]
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It seems as though Master Blue didn't follow the appropriate protocol for transporting your items. They're not lost! We just...don't exactly know where they are. [How that isn't the definition of lost I don't know, but sure.] But the Master's working to recover everything as quickly as possible.
[At the mention of Mammon in particular, she tilts her head.] Dried blackbelly newt legs...[She rubs her chin in thought.] It sounds a little similar to what you could do for jerky. I don't know if we have blackbelly newts in the garden, but we can try to work with what we have if you'd like.
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So there is no way to help him look...?
[she looks disappointed but also seems like she might not put up a fight but that's. anya for you.]
Mm! Any newt would be a good start, I think. I would like to make him something that would make him happy.
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But I do know where we can find some newts. The garden's usually clear of them, but someone...I won't say who... sometimes hides a secret stash she doesn't think I know about.
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Stash of newts? Отлично! Perfect!
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These should be enough...