[ When Cassian promised him a whole ass blender, Carmy doesn't put a lot of stock in it. Not that he doubts the guy, just, you know, expectations, reality, all that. It kind of sounds insane to be living outta Hogwarts and somebody tells him that they can put together a Vitamix in the fishing town across the kingdom.
So color him fucking surprised when he gets the note that it's actually ready.
He throws on his jacket and hops the portal. Cassian might've mentioned something about being careful, but Carmy's idea of careful and Cassian's are clearly not on the same fucking page because he takes in that question with a blink. ]
Uh...shit. [ He glances over his shoulder, then back. ] No? No, I don't think so.
[ They're probably fine, yeah? Like, it's a fuckin' blender. What're they gonna arrest him for, pureeing the butternut squash too goddamn fast? ]
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So color him fucking surprised when he gets the note that it's actually ready.
He throws on his jacket and hops the portal. Cassian might've mentioned something about being careful, but Carmy's idea of careful and Cassian's are clearly not on the same fucking page because he takes in that question with a blink. ]
Uh...shit. [ He glances over his shoulder, then back. ] No? No, I don't think so.
[ They're probably fine, yeah? Like, it's a fuckin' blender. What're they gonna arrest him for, pureeing the butternut squash too goddamn fast? ]