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[illdrinktothat]

Walter didn't sleep at all last night. He spent as much of it as he could trying to figure out what, if any, damage Zopf's interview had caused and... maybe more importantly, what damage Caro's had done. Those questions sat weird with him long after he'd given the all clear that she'd salvaged the moment. Sure the sponsors and the audience probably didn't much of those particular questions, but they had been very specific. Someone had been trying to make a point with them and Walter can't stop worrying over it.

So he paces, strategizes and drinks the night away. By the time the sun rises he's sobered (and showered) up, and actually dressed despite it being his usual hours for grumping about in his bathrobe. He takes to the dining room before the staff even begins to set out breakfast, and he waits. And he waits. Weyoun should be out soon.

So he waits some more.

Where the fuck is Weyoun.

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[illdrinktothat]

Walter's ten cents to add to Zopf and Caro's discussion is... well. "Mice are alright. Kind of crunchy."

Zopf's horrified expression gets a really rather confrontational look from Walter. "What? You eat what you can or you starve." He aggressively chews on some bacon. "Keep that attitude up, cupcake, and you ain't gonna last long in the arena."

Weyoun should be happy this completely distracted him for the moment.

It won't last.

[caroflower]

"I've had mice before. Pretty good actually, with the uh," she hesitates, "pork. And the tree bark of course." Caro smiles sweetly at the rest of the table. "As far as I know I've never had cat, though."

Nothing quite like Greasy Sae's cooking. After a long moment she adds, "Dog's not too bad either."

[weyountrinket]

"How... interesting." Weyoun just... breathes in deeply and slowly through his nose. Well, it's horrifying Zopf into silence, at least.

He folds his napkin and thinks for a moment before joining in because why not. "Guinea pig is rather nice. I've heard it's similar to squirrel."

[illdrinktothat]

Walter doesn't even care. "I know that stew."

The dog meat comment gets a laugh that's almost a snort from Sullivan. "Don't let Murphy hear you say that, he'll have a fit."

[caroflower]

"I'm not even sure what a Guinea pig is, but squirrel's pretty good." She glances over at W-- Sullivan. "Greasy Sae's not exactly a secret. Her ingredient list might be, though." Caro laughs a little. "Wait no, I'm sorry. Everything's beef."

The comment about Pendleton doesn't really make much sense, so she just lets it slide.

[illdrinktothat]

"They're kind of like rats. Capitol people keep them as pets." Walter's way more amused at Zopf's discomfort than he has any reason to be. "Sae's a damn miracle worker, as much beef as she manages to get."

He finishes his food of and settles back, crossing his arms over his chest. "Alright, you little shits have about... half an hour to get yourselves together."

After a moment he adds. "I'm including you in this category, Weyoun, I don't care if you spent all night fucking Data on the roof and you're tired. You're still on the clock today."