Re: Kitchen & Faol.
[An eyebrow perks up, almost daring him to come right out and make the accusation, give voice to the suspicion. He's had enough of them leveled at him - true and untrue.] When in Rome. [Cue smirk at scowl.]
And I've got it on good authority that there's no where better to learn if you're a mutant. [Coffee gladly accepted, poured into an 'I heart NY' mug and downed black, no inhaling whiff, only a slight wince as it burns his tongue and he hurriedly swallows.] Especially if you feel like doing the books in nothing but your grandfather's pants.