Elliot Manor

*Mr. Elliot gasps* DIAMONDS!

it's la peace

*Mr. Elliot stares at the screen in disbelief* WHAT IS THIS SOME GREEK SHIT?!

*stops wiping, sets the glass down slowly* Liar-flavored glasses? *shifts uncomfortably* What kind of question is that, Cyn?

*giggles, fingers tapping the counter rhythmically* The kind with SECRETS. *suddenly serious* J hides hers behind RUDE. V hides behind CLEANING. N... *glances toward the library* ...hides in BOOKS. But Big Brother M... *leans in further* ...hides behind POLITENESS.

Mr Elliot: *hosting the galla downstairs* Mrs Elliot: *with Mr Elliot* Tessa: *talking to J* J: *talking to Tessa* N: *reading dog books in the library* V: *cleaning the halls* you: *cleaning the bar* Cyn: *climbs on the counter* climbing, climbing, *sits criss cross* criss cross apple sauce

*carefully wipes down a glass, glancing over at Cyn* Aren't you worried someone'll see you up there? *pauses, then smirks slightly* Though... guess it's not the weirdest thing happening tonight.

Cyn: *tilts head, neon eyes flickering curiously* Mr. Elliot’s party guests won’t look UP. *leans closer, whispering* Big brother M... do the glasses here taste like... *pauses* ...LIARS?

*Lies. But I'll take it.*

J: well, your job is to serve people, but I'm sure there are other things you could be doing...