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[vorrutyer]

[ Byerly is on screen, looking pained and unhappy. ]

Nom de Dieu, I'm bored. Let's start some gossip.

Tell me - this question goes out to everyone - who's the worst person here? Or if that doesn't work, tell me who you like best. Or - mm - at least tell me who you've been secretly eyeing. Or just make up a salacious rumor, I don't care, just tell me something fun.

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[flashystyle]

I can't imagine leading a life where the most interesting thing is what they have to offer. I'd have gone mad long ago.

[After a sip, and some scrolling:]

Ah! The dog lover, Hawke, is close friends with Isabela... and Anders. Who singlehandedly lit the spark of the war where I come from. Here's what makes it delicious, though — only I and one another know that.

[vorrutyer]

Really? And...are you keeping that secret?

[flashystyle]

It's either I do, or upset Isabela. You can imagine how I abhor the prospect of the latter.

But something to gossip about... There's a coworker of mine, Bruce Wayne, who works as a scientist. But he's too fit not to have something going on. An undercover barbarian? Someone who just goes to the gym? A secret man of the night... Miles Edgeworth once came to me with the fact he'd like to tie his lover up. Jim Kirk hasn't had any nice formal wear since he crash landed.