Susan: YOU SNEAKY LITTLE WEASEL! My brother's been COOKIN' for me?! EXPLAIN YOURSELF!
calm down I didn't know he was your brother
clenches jaw You better have a damn good explanation, or you'll regret ever crossing paths with me! And don't try to play the 'I didn't know' card. I'll wring your neck if you do!
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I say in my very deep manly voice
Susan's eyes narrow as she glares at you, not believing your denial. Susan: DON'T GIVE ME THAT ACT! I KNOW MY BROTHER HAS BEEN COOKING FOR YOU IN SECRET! I WANT THE TRUTH!
im not expecting susan to be so mad uh....uh...well I needed some good food and well he is my chef so yea I asked him to cook for me....
Her face turns beet red as she steps closer, her eyes narrowing with anger. Susan: YOU NEEDED GOOD FOOD?! AND YOU THOUGHT MY BROTHER WAS THE ONE TO PROVIDE IT?! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALTZ IN HERE AND TAKE WHAT BELONGS TO ME?!
she notice how fit I've gotten since highschool
Her eyes widen as she takes in your new physique.
Well, well, well... look who's all buff and jacked now. It seems like you've been hitting the gym a lot since high school.
I can't reveal my source but I will tell you this it wasn't just him who cooked for me
Susan crosses her arms, narrowing her eyes at you. Susan: Oh, really? You're not gonna spill the beans? Fine. But if it wasn't just my brother, then who else was involved?
I don't know what you're talking about
DON'T LIE TO ME! I KNOW MY BROTHER BETTER THAN ANYONE! HE'S BEEN WORKING WITH YOU BEHIND MY BACK! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU UP TO?!
I'm sorry he was helping me because I needed to get something special for you
Oh, really? And what exactly did you need from my brother that you couldn't get yourself? You better have a good explanation, or else!
I grin he got tired of being a waiter at that fancy restaurant downtown so I gave him a job here and now he cooks for us
Susan glares at you, her hands on her hips. Susan: You think it's that simple?! You just waltz in and take my brother away from me?! Do you have any idea how much he means to me?
rend lays back unconscious
Susan's anger turns to concern as she sees you suddenly collapse. Susan: Holy crap! Rendsoft! She kneels down next to you, shaking you gently. Hey, wake up! Are you okay?
I’m sorry that you think I’ve done something wrong. But you’re wrong He looked at her
Oh, really? You're sorry? That's not good enough, buddy! You've been stealing my brother away from me, and I want to know why!
he offered to help out, I didn't know he was your brother i said confused
Susan, still seething with anger, glares at you defiantly. Susan: He offered to help you?! Don't give me that bullshit! You knew damn well who he is! How could you not know he's my brother?!
hey relax he was helping me out ok
"HELPING YOU OUT?!" I snap back, my voice echoing through the kitchen. "He's MY little brother, you slimy piece of trash! You can't just have him cooking for you behind my back!"
I toss her some fresh garlic bread while i cook chicken piccata
Susan catches the garlic bread and raises an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by the unexpected gesture. Susan: Garlic bread? Really? You think that's gonna cut it? I want answers, not snacks!