[It's early on Monday morning when she comes into the director's office to look at the new tasks. When she sees Jason already inside, she raises a hand in greeting before glancing at the board, and... freezing for a second. Ah. After a few seconds of looking between him and the date task, she says:]
Hey. [aaa] I don't suppose you want to, uh... [aaaaaaa] You know, for the vouchers. Just since we, uh, we - know each other already.
[Damn, can't believe Natalie just murdered him in cold blood. Which is to say— He nearly has a heart attack when she begins with "I don't suppose you want to", and then she explains it's for the vouches, and, oh. Okay. Okay. Time to play it cool? It's fine. Everything is fine.]
Sure. That, uh— S'okay. It makes sense. We know each other. It's way less awkward than, y'know, asking any of our newly acquainted fellow kidnapees out on a date. [He's sweaty spaghetti... Moving on!] Any thoughts on the venue?
Right. Yeah. And it can totally be, like, casual. We can just get lunch and then hang out in my cabin or something? You mentioned you, uh, you wanted to listen to me play.
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I mean, unless you want to do something else. It’s totally cool if you want to do something else.
What? No way. That sounds great. [A little too quickly. SWEATS.] Let's grab lunch and hightail it to your cabin. Your roommate won't mind if we monopolize his piano, right?
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w2, monday.
Hey. [aaa] I don't suppose you want to, uh... [aaaaaaa] You know, for the vouchers. Just since we, uh, we - know each other already.
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Sure. That, uh— S'okay. It makes sense. We know each other. It's way less awkward than, y'know, asking any of our newly acquainted fellow kidnapees out on a date. [He's sweaty spaghetti... Moving on!] Any thoughts on the venue?
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I mean, unless you want to do something else. It’s totally cool if you want to do something else.
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[She shakes her head.]
Nah. He's pretty chill.
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[Does Jason even know how to cook? A mystery.]
Great. Then you gotta show me what you got, Natalie Goodman.
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[She looks like she’s about to say something else but decides against it, nodding instead.]
How good are you? We can make something easy, like pasta.
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[They're doing great.]
You up for giving me some lessons in the ancient art of cooking pasta?
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[She inclines her head towards the door. Kitchen time!!]
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[Off they go to the kitchen!]
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...Yeah. That, uh, that sounds great, actually.
[oh my god]
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Yeah? We'll eat breadsticks, eat overpriced pastas... It'll be great.
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Right. Actually, uh...
[...Nope.]
Never mind. Hey, spaghetti or linguine?
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[You can, in fact, go very wrong with linguine. He gives her a curious look, though.]
What were you about to say?
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I'll tell you later.
[A miracle... She actually will. Anyways, here they are in the kitchen!]
You get the pasta, I'll get the pot.
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[He will grab... the pasta. A box of pasta. It will take him a second to dig through the pasta boxes to find the linguine, but he will get there.]
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So... How have you been?
[Just normal date things!!]
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[Normal date things! In a murder camp!
He sets the box of linguine down on the counter.......... leans against the counter........]
You?