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July, 30th | voice

[tacomeme]

Leo, what the hell is sock cheese??

[brynwieldr]

Either cheese made in a sock or cheese that smells and tastes like a sock. Probably limburger. Why?

[tacomeme]

... wait, I thought burger was meat.

[brynwieldr]

No, "hamburger" or "burger" is a way of preparing meat here. "Limburger" is the name of a cheese that we have in Nohr and I discovered they have here, too.

[tacomeme]

Oh that makes sense. No wonder it smells like socks.

[yes he is ignoring the question from earlier]

[brynwieldr]

Dastard. Why do you want to know about cheeses?

[tacomeme]

...

Okay so, you've been seeing Aymeric for awhile now, yeah?

[brynwieldr]

A month, but yes.

[tacomeme]

A month is still longer then I have, damn it!

[he makes a familiar frustrated/embarrassed sound]

So I... may have asked Nephenee out for dinner.

[brynwieldr]

Forrest is offering haircuts now, I believe.

[tacomeme]

Oh gods, is my hair that bad?!

[brynwieldr]

[And Leo is dying on his end.]

Well, it certainly couldn't hurt to get it trimmed so you aren't shedding all in her soup!

[tacomeme]

Stop laughing, this is serious! And how did you know that we're going for soup?

[Cuz he knows you, Takumi]

[brynwieldr]

I didn't. I was assuming it was a somewhat fancy dinner and most of those involve soup.

[tacomeme]

Well... I don't know if I'd call it fancy....

[brynwieldr]

Fancy enough to warrant a haircut.

[tacomeme]

Maybe? She's a real salt of the earth type girl... I don't wanna scare her or insult her with anything too, you know, princely.

[brynwieldr]

A haircut isn't princely, it's taming that mass of hair you somehow don't get caught in your bowstrings.