012 - Lemon Meringue

[deadly_ned]

Question.

Or, um. Query, if you will.


Why do we have the death toll?

Does it teach us anything? Don't go doing what you do or you'll get punished for it? And why a week's worth of suffering? Doesn't death make you suffer enough? I hear it can be painful.


Why just...not have a death toll? Can any, um.

Is there anyone else on board who can stop a death toll from happening?

Just.

Just curious.

[Strike visible to those with psychic powers]

Comments

[deadly_ned]

Considering where we are - who we are - it's to be expected.

Isn't it?

[silvestris]

Well, where I'm from I suppose it is. You seem- sunnier than people I know.

[deadly_ned]

I make pies for a living. I attribute at least half of my sunniness to that.

[silvestris]

[Stop being cute and morbid, Ned. You'd fit in with her Gotham. It's unnerving.]

Well, as long as you don't go Sweeney Todd with it.

[deadly_ned]

I'm horrified by that reference, by the way.

And it wasn't Sweeney who baked the pies. He just provided the crucial ingredient.

[silvestris]

I should have paid more attention. As long as you don't turn into Mrs. Lovett, then. You'd have no shortage of Sweeneys volunteering here.

[deadly_ned]

You don't need to worry about that. I'm a vegetarian.

[silvestris]

I'd be off the hook, I hate meat pies anyway.

If I'm feeling homesick can I make a request?

[deadly_ned]

Of course.

[silvestris]

A pie. Themed on black and yellow.

[deadly_ned]

I'll make it before I leave.

What kind of pie?

[silvestris]

Lemon. And blackberry.

--It's for Batman.

[deadly_ned]

This is the second pie I've made specifically for a member of the Bat family. Are bats predisposed towards pies?

[silvestris]

[She laughs] Mine was, if they were homemade.

He's gone, though. Dead. This is a memorial.

[deadly_ned]

I've heard of flowers on graves and stones on headstones but never a memorial pie. Pie is for the living. Typically. Unless this is an ancient Egyptian custom but I'm not 100% sure the ancient pharaohs had pies.

[silvestris]

[She laughs] I'll eat it for him, then. In his honor. Someone has to, right?

Do you ever eat your pies, or do you just make them?

[deadly_ned]

Exactly. Someone does. Why not you?


Oh, I never eat my own pies. I can't.

Don't.

I don't eat my own pies.

[Eye. Twitch.]

[silvestris]

[Ned what the hell]

...You're a terrible salesman. Do you spit in the food?

[deadly_ned]

Of course not. That's disgusting and unhygienic.

[silvestris]

Why don't you eat your product, then?

[deadly_ned]

Oh...you know. You get used to eating pie, while you make pie, it's sloppy. You're literally eating up your own revenue.

[Eye twitch]

[silvestris]

[Selina giggles because oh my god. That twitch. It's adorable. Delicious, she would call him.]

Don't you get sick of cooking, period?

[deadly_ned]

No. I run a restaurant so it's probably a good idea in the long run that I don't get sick of my, um. Profession.