[She chuckles in response.] I should have known a woman set you straight. Now if only I could get Matthew to listen to me.
[Elektra lets out an exasperated sigh.] Everything he drinks is terrible. He even managed to find the one wine that didn't pair with Indian food. Do you have any idea how hard that is to do?
My brother's wife. She loves this shit. [ he shrugs, looking at the pink liquid before taking a long swig of his own. he's sure not surprised that matt doesn't listen though. not at all. ]
I've got less than any idea. But I'll take your word for it.
[Elektra takes another sip, ruffling Max's fur fondly before pointing at Frank.] In that case, if your brother is anything like you, inform him he can never leave this woman. With taste like this I may have to marry her if she's on the market.
[ frank snorts, takinga nother long sip himself. ] He's nothing like me, but don't worry, he knows. He never would anyway, after what they've been through.
[ a beat as he reaches out to scratch max's flank with his free hand. ] You meet him yet? Micro.
[She shakes her head, looking surprised he'd even suggest such a thing. Elektra's never been a popular woman.] No, but I'm not exactly going out of my way to meet people from our neighborhood. I have no idea what Matthew has said about me. I'm not exactly eager to find out either. I imagine it's somewhere between that crazy bitch and my dead ex-girlfriend who I basically murdered with my own two hands. Both roles don't suit me.
[That actually surprises her even while knowing it makes perfect sense. He has no reason to turn on her. She died for him. It doesn't make it any plainer who she's truly loyal to when it comes down to it. She never expects good things to last so she figured whatever good will would be gone by now.]
You saw what I was raised into. I've done things to Matthew on his orders; cruel things. He would be right to decide he's still angry about that even after what happened on the roof.
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[Elektra lets out an exasperated sigh.] Everything he drinks is terrible. He even managed to find the one wine that didn't pair with Indian food. Do you have any idea how hard that is to do?
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I've got less than any idea. But I'll take your word for it.
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[ a beat as he reaches out to scratch max's flank with his free hand. ] You meet him yet? Micro.
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[ he'll get back to micro in a minute. it's not like he's going anywhere. ]
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You saw what I was raised into. I've done things to Matthew on his orders; cruel things. He would be right to decide he's still angry about that even after what happened on the roof.