I think, Ms. Conner, the best way to describing Harold is creepy. He does not follow people, per se... but he always knows. Just like he always hears everything. He sees everything that you are doing, night and day.

As he speaks, he starts to stare more intently at the three in the kitchen, his voice becoming more ominous with each word.

Wis Harold, nothing goes unnoticed. Nothing.

He stared directly at Lissa for one fleeting moment, just long enough to be more than a bit creepy himself. Then he suddenly threw back his head and barked out a laugh that was strikingly like his uncles.

But you are having nothing to worry about! Harold is good to people he cares about, and is also loyal to Onkle. If Onkle likes you, so does Harold.

"Eeheheh..." Lissa looks away from Sasha and goes back to staring at the vial in her hands again a little more than uncomfortable. She mumbles, even quieter than before, "See...told you he was creepy..."

So can I see vial? Did you open it? Smell? I wouldn't taste if I were you... sometimes Harold can be mischievous.

Tommy= I was making them for everyone...and oh...whats this..* puts whipped cream and strawberries on the waffles*

Tommy= So any case i was thinking we go do some shopping today..and later on we gotta go see Mr. Klaznikov at his office..so we better look good.

*looks at Lissa*

Tommy=meaning..."no diet pepsi" before we go.....dont wanna be "sugared up" right? heh heh

Tommy= Alright girls go get ready...if you need anything let me know..then were going to go see Alexi.

Blinks, going to the fridge and getting a can of Pepsi, looking very naive.

What is wrong with Pepsi? Is good for cleaning car engine, too...

I will seeing you later, ladies. Tommy, are you having second for talk?

Tommy= Yea of course Sasha whats up * walks with Sasha towards the back of the condo*

"No, I haven't opened it. I'm kind of afraid to actually. But go ahead," she hands him the vial.

"That's okay, I don't like the aftertaste of diet pepsi anyway," she smiles, "But yeah, we don't need 'sugar' when we're going to talk to Alexi."

"Wait, I want waffles first! Aaw, laters Sasha."

We're going shopping again? Ok! * Goes to get shoes and purse. I'm loving the pajamas by the way!*

Thank you, Ms. Harttigan. I am told they are going well with my eyes.

Takes the vial from Lissa, opening it and examining the fluid inside while he speaks to Tommy.

There is much to be done in Las Dudas, Tommy. Alexi will be leaving soon, and he is asking me to run business while he is away. He is telling me what he wants done, but there is... prep work that I am needing assistance with. ((Can I call you, T? I want to do this and have a cigarette at the same time. Believe me, I'll even give you the Russian accent.))

He smelled the vial, then twisted up his face in agony. Whatever it was, it was insanely thick and smelled of all sorts of bad things.

"Eh, hold on Anna. Just wait, I wanna have some waffles first. You've also got to give me a chance to get ready," she glances down at her t-shirt and soft shorts she wears to bed, "uuh, yeah."

Swishes the vial around a bit, then closes it and hands it back to Lissa.

I think is stink grenade. I have no idea, you have to ask Harold. Don't open, though... you don't want to.

"Stink gre-what? Eh...I knew I shouldn't open it...what the heck am I supposed to do with this though...eeh Harold's not going to tell me anything."

It might be better to not knowing what this is... As saying goes, ignorance is good.

"Sasha, It's 'ignorance is bliss'."

Ms. Connor, the language is not necessary. Please watch mouth? ((Ahahaha))