because why not?

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

[ Have a Flora walking into the dressing room, looking confused. She has absolutely no idea where she is.]

Professor? Luke? Anyone?
Is somebody here?

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[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

Well, if it isn't Miss Flora.

[Luke's aware that he's probably coming off as asshole-ish right now, but that doesn't mean he's going to stop.]

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

L-Luke?

Since when am I Miss Flora to you?

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

The last time I saw you, you informed me that as an upright, eligible lady, you should be addressed as Miss. Different world, I s'pose, but I assumed it'd 'old true for you too.

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah. But I didn't expect you to really call me 'Miss'

But you're also alot older than the Luke I know...

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

Well, I worked that one out already. You en't so titchy back... back at 'ome.

[If he thinks of home as just meaning his world, then it's okay, but the truth of it is that he think's 'Layton's house' when he says home, and that one stings a little.]

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess that's that different world thingy?

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

'ssume so, yeah. So. What've you been doin' in your world, Flora?

[He'll drop the sarcastic Miss, he's finding that he doesn't mind her company so much when resolutely trying not to think about Layton.]

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Well, you moved a month ago because of your father's work in my world.

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

S'not what I asked, you're as bad as 'im.

I know what I was doin' a month after I left, but what about you?

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm sorry.

I live with the professor. Just cooking, reading, doing dishes and other things like that.

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

['Cooking'...]

Surprised you 'aven't poisoned 'im yet, if you're cookin' for 'im.

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

H-Hey!

My cooking skill aren't that bad!

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

No, really, they are. Wouldn' you rather I be 'onest than lie about it? S'ungentlemanly to lie.

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Hmph... I'm trying to improve.

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

Look... it en't exactly your strong point. Just find somethin' you're better at, rather'n tryin' to force something you're downright bad at. Forcin' it'll only frustrate you more if it en't the thing fer you.

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

B-But I really like cooking and I can't really think of something else to do.

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

Mmm... you should try knittin'. Messin' up with wool en't gonna make someone sick, like messin' up with cooking might.

...I could show you 'ow, if you like.

[But if you ever let on that he knits then you are a dead girl, Flora.]

[the-goldenapple.livejournal.com]

Knitting? That doesn't sound bad.

I might try it out sometime.

[welp]

[ohsolegal.livejournal.com]

It en't that 'ard, either. We can find you some wool somewhere 'round 'ere, I'm sure.