29 CHimera Court, Sunday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Well...

He wasn't in a hotel room. This was good.

And there was still a husband. And a hungover minion downstairs.

Interesting.

He wanted waffles now. So, he was in the kitchen. Making waffles.

"Mmm, waffly goodness."


[[OOC: Open for folks who might be in the house or stopping by]]

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You're going to confuse your poor students with the accent differences?" she asked, laughing.

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"I don't think they've quite grasped the concept of accents yet," he laughed.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Not a bad point. I can just tell them I learned in a different part," she pointed out.

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the only accent that would screwthem up would be a kansai-ben, because they say things compltely differently."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly shrugged then grinned. "My ear's too trained. I can't help but hear the massive differences."