Re: Episode 4: In Hot Water
Lucien was oblivious to the outside action, instead focusing on what was on the television, along with keeping Kelly company.
"I wouldn't be surprised, mate," Lucien replied as he stood up and procured some beer from the minifridge, tossing a cold one to Kelly.
He sat back down on the couch, cracking open his cold one and taking a large swig, "'tween you 'n me tho'," He made a few looks around the room to ensure his privacy, and grinned a little as he leaned towards Kelly, "It ain't hard t' see why! She's got 'er some nice legs."
He chuckled a little to Kelly, since he had the feeling that Kelly and him saw eye to eye on the finer points on the Nepleslian art of admiring of the female form, and consuming cheap alcohol.
As if to punctuate the mood, some very masculine programming made itself known on screen. However, it was probably a little too masculine, so to speak. Lucien tilted his head in surprise, then wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Ah, cripe," He groaned as he reached for the remote, which eluded his grasp, then fell off of the table, and rolled towards the large hole in the wall.
"Oh nonononono," Lucien stammered as he put his beer down and dove towards the runaway remote, "Stop roight there!"
The programming got worse as the remote rolled to freedom, falling out of the hotel and landing on the ground in a twelve piece puzzle. Lucien's face was affixed with terror as he realised that he couldn't turn off the TV or change the channel. Worse still, the volume was loud.
"Bloody 'ell..." He groaned as the sounds of many men filled the room.