[Now that the Midnight Grind is clean and everything ready for the next day, Oren speaks up after exiting the counter.]
Should go smoothly. Iona will make rooms. Staying in our century should be safest. No one can come into the cafe unless Iona or I are here.
But first...
[Oren pauses as if deciding whether to go through with what he's about to say or not. And then he faces Iona and in his deadpan says:]
Jackie. Apartment is a mess. Leaving your underclothes and bra over the sofa again. Unseemly.
Inviting guests to an slovenly residence is careless.
[He's had enough centuries to learn when not to give a fuck. At the mention of her underwear in front of the guys, Iona takes the towel that was in her apron and throws it at Oren's face before running to the door, opening it and shutting it behind her.
The towel is stuck to Oren's face, but he doesn't bother to remove it as he turns to the Auberts.]
Give her a few minutes. Apartment should be spotless.
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Should go smoothly. Iona will make rooms. Staying in our century should be safest. No one can come into the cafe unless Iona or I are here.
But first...
[Oren pauses as if deciding whether to go through with what he's about to say or not. And then he faces Iona and in his deadpan says:]
Jackie. Apartment is a mess. Leaving your underclothes and bra over the sofa again. Unseemly.
Inviting guests to an slovenly residence is careless.
[He's had enough centuries to learn when not to give a fuck. At the mention of her underwear in front of the guys, Iona takes the towel that was in her apron and throws it at Oren's face before running to the door, opening it and shutting it behind her.
The towel is stuck to Oren's face, but he doesn't bother to remove it as he turns to the Auberts.]
Give her a few minutes. Apartment should be spotless.