C Support:

Bunet: Merrin, your timing could not be more perfect. Please, take a seat.
Merrin: What’s this all about?
Bunet: I want you to be the first to experience my newest recipe.
Merrin: Oh. Is this for a cookbook?
Bunet: For a restaurant, actually. I want to reestablish my parents’ bistro after the war is over.
Bunet: I have been crafting new dishes for the menu in my spare time.
Merrin: That’s great! What are you serving up today?
Bunet: Stewed chicken.
Merrin: Whoa! High marks on presentation.
Bunet: Thank you. I found a rare breed of hen and simmered her at low heat for several days.
Bunet: There’s a variety of spices in the broth, including some with salubrious warming effects.
Bunet: Here. Have a taste.
Merrin: All right, let’s give it a try. Here goes…
Merrin: Mmm!
Merrin: Incredible… The meat is so soft, it’s practically melting in my mouth.
Merrin: Even as the flavors mingle on my tongue, each ingredient is still unmistakably itself.
Merrin: The spices don’t blot out the umami taste of the chicken. They coexist in perfect harmony.
Bunet: I’ve never heard my cooking described so beautifully.
Merrin: An artful meal deserves an artful description.
Merrin: You really know your way around a bird. This definitely deserves a spot on the menu.
Bunet: I am glad to hear you say so. That makes all my hard work worthwhile.
Bunet: Thank you for being my taster, Merrin.
Merrin: It was seriously my treat. Thank you for the delicious meal.

B Support:

Merrin: Hey, Bunet. I heard you’re interested in critters.
Bunet: Pardon?
Merrin: As it happens, I’m a fan myself. I know where to find some amazing ones in the wild.
Merrin: How about I take you? My way of thanking you for that delicious meal.
Bunet: Uh…
Bunet: Thank you for the offer, but I’ll decline.
Merrin: Oh, really? You don’t like wildlife watching?
Bunet: That’s not quite what I meant…
Merrin: What did you mean, then?
Merrin: Wait a second…
Merrin: Oh no. I get it now.
Bunet: Huh?
Merrin: You prefer wildlife eating. Is that it?
Bunet: What?!
Merrin: Cooking with regular meat got boring, so you started sourcing meat from rare critters.
Merrin: What was in that stew? Did you trick me into eating a falcon or something?!
Bunet: Of course not! I assure you, it was chicken!
Merrin: Liar! And I bet you’re only cozying up to me so I’ll show you my favorite wildlife spots.
Bunet: Listen─
Merrin: No, YOU listen. A crime against the animals is a crime against me.
Merrin: So much as think about hurting another poor critter and you’re done for.
Bunet: Merrin, please. You have it all wrong.
Merrin: I’ll pluck and broil you myself. You hear me?
Bunet: Ugh… I seem to excel at being misunderstood.

A Support:

Merrin: OK, Bunet. I came like you asked. What’s this all about?
Merrin: If you try to serve me a flamingo casserole or something, I swear, I’ll─
Bunet: You have it all wrong. Please, hear me out.
Merrin: Huh?
Bunet: I’m not interested in what you call “critters.”
Bunet: Rather, I am interested in…you.
Merrin: …
Merrin: Excuse me?
Bunet: Though we both serve the royal family, we have never had a chance to become friends.
Bunet: I admit, I was too intimidated to approach you. You’re so confident and outgoing.
Bunet: Always talking about critters this, critters that to anyone who will listen.
Bunet: I began to hope that I could one day become friends with the Critter Keeper.
Bunet: That’s my nickname for you.
Merrin: Ooh…
Merrin: The Critter Keeper, huh?
Bunet: Yes. Owing to how deeply you care for creatures of the wild.
Bunet: It is a rather silly sobriquet, I know…
Merrin: Silly? That’s the best nickname I’ve ever heard! The Critter Keeper. Makes me sound so…heroic.
Bunet: Aha, yes.
Merrin: I’m sorry, Bunet. I had no idea you wanted to be friends.
Merrin: Looks like I was all wrong about you.
Bunet: There’s no need to apologize. I am quite used to being misunderstood.
Bunet: As a lifelong eccentric, it is something of a chronic condition for me.
Merrin: Well, I’m a certified oddball myself, so I know the feeling.
Merrin: Let’s be friends from here on out, yeah? We oddballs have to stick together.
Bunet: I would like that. To celebrate, would you like to try my latest dish?
Bunet: You can even name it, if you feel so inclined.
Merrin: What? Me? You want to put my words on your menu?
Bunet: Yes. I was quite impressed by your lyrical review last time. Pick whatever name you like.
Merrin: All right. Hm, what should I call it? Maybe I’ll name it after a rare critter.
Bunet: Yeah… You may want to avoid that. People might get the wrong idea…
Merrin: Ah! Good point!
Bunet: I am in no rush. Take your time with the food and allow inspiration to strike.
Merrin: It would be my pleasure.