mysecrethobby | IC Contact (gargleblasted)

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IC Contact (gargleblasted)

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_{Let's see…} Hallo, Germany? Ah, if you get this message, I found a cat. I think it might belong to one of your people or Itanyi. It's dark gray and a little chubby… if you know who it belongs to, let me know!

Father?

[oh oops... 8| let's pretend she didn't say that and throw in some extended throat clearing]

Oh, I mean... Mr. Germany. Right. I... I was wondering if your establishment would be interested in catering my party? Call me back at your leisure.

[O-oh...that's. Awkward. Um.

He's glad that was on voice-mail, because it gives him a chance to compose himself before dialing back.]

[ring ring ring!]

[picking that right up :U]

Lady Une speaking.

Guten Tag, Lady Une. It's Germany - I am returning your phone call regarding catering.

[One of the advantages to always being kind of stiff and formal and awkward even when he's not is that people rarely notice when he actually is.]

[welp they have that in common :|]

I see. You have my thanks for the prompt response. Have you considered the offer?

I have, yes. I appreciate the offer, but I am afraid I will have to decline; the nature of the business has changed somewhat in recent months, and is no longer focused on food. I do not think I will be able to provide what you need for the gala.

[Unless she needs a shitton of beer, but as beer is not one of those beverages normally served in great quantities at parties like the kind Une seems wont to throwing, he doubts he'll be of much help there, either.]