[Totally locked from Bob for future lulz.]

[dissonates]

I can't believe I'm doing this.

I'm Asch.

[.....Does he have to explain more?]

...Guy mentioned me the other day.

[More?]

...Don't feel obligated to talk to me just because he asked.

[Maybe that was too much.]

....I'll try to be friendly if you do, though.

[Wait that came out wrong.]

....Right.

[That should do it.]

Comments

[dissonates]

What is it?

[probablyacat.livejournal.com]

She had another order, but I couldn't get in touch with Guy to give it to him. [Which is a complete lie. More like she's almost positive Guy's on to her little game and she's only got half a bottle of merlot left.] Is it possible for you to bring it?

[dissonates]

Sure, I guess. Just tell me what to get and where to take it.

[probablyacat.livejournal.com]

Mii! [And here she lists off brands and types of five red wines.] She doesn't mind which year they are, so you don't have to worry about that. You can drop them off in front of community building three, and I'll bring them to her from there!

[dissonates]

[...How weird.]

Who is she? Why can't she get them herself?

[probablyacat.livejournal.com]

Mii ... Miss Bernkastel can't move very well, so she can't pick it up herself.

[From Hanyuu to Hina to Bernkastel. Except "The Witch, Bernkastel" was something she secretly called herself back home, so at least that name makes sense for this supposed wine-drinking cripple who hates using the journal.]

She's a friend of mine, so I try to help her with her anything she needs delivered to her.

[dissonates]

Oh. ...Fine, fine. I guess I can do it.

[probablyacat.livejournal.com]

Hehe, thank you very much! Niipaa~!

[dissonates]

Don't mention it.