Fates Supports/Dwyer Avatar(F)

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Dwyer: Good day, Lord/Lady Avatar. Can I ask you for a small favor?

Avatar: Of course. How can I help you, Dwyer?

Dwyer: I just made a pot of tea, and I was wondering if you would sample it.

Avatar: Well, that's easy! Sure, let me have a sip. Mmm. It's really good.

Dwyer: I see. Any further detail you care to offer?

Avatar: Oh! Sure. Let's see... It's a bit floral. And do I detect hints of vanilla? In any case, it's delicious, Dwyer! Just the way I like my tea!

Dwyer: Yes, your perception is correct. How would you say it compares to my father's tea?

Avatar: Um, well... It's pretty similar, to be honest. Perhaps that's why I like it so much!

Dwyer: I see... I should have you know that when it comes to my skills as a butler... I have no intention of taking second place to my father. So, please understand that I will be redoubling my efforts to please you.

Avatar: Um, that's really not necessary...

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Dwyer: Hello, Lord/Lady Avatar. I have another favor to ask of you.

Avatar: Certainly. How can I help?

Dwyer: I've baked some cookies. Would it be too much trouble for you to try one?

Avatar: Dwyer, I'd be more than happy to try one of your cookies. But please...you don't need to ask me like it's some big favor.

Dwyer: I don't know. What if they're terrible? It's a new recipe—completely untested.

Avatar: Well, let's see. *munch* *munch* They're unbelievable, of course.

Dwyer: Thank you, Lord/Lady Avatar. Do you have any suggestions or other feedback for me?

Avatar: Yes, actually.

Dwyer: Oh...this doesn't sound good.

Avatar: Relax, Dwyer. It's just...well, I need you to relax in general, actually.

Dwyer: I don't understand. I'm quite relaxed. Whenever I'm not working, you'll find me sleeping.

Avatar: Maybe so, but I feel like you're trying too hard to impress me...or defeat your father. There's no competition. You don't need to do that.

Dwyer: ...

Avatar: I want you to think of us as friends. Please treat me as you would any other friend.

Dwyer: I'm afraid that isn't possible. You're my boss.

Avatar: That's not really true. And even if it WERE true, I'd ask that you treat me as a friend.

Dwyer: I think I understand. I'm being a nuisance. I'll do my best to stay out of your way.

Avatar: No! That's not it! Dwyer, I want you to treat me as an equal. I want us to be comrades fighting together. Nothing more, nothing less.

Dwyer: Equals? Comrades? You and I?

Avatar: Yes!

Dwyer: Understood. However, I hope that you'll allow me to continue assisting you as a butler.

Avatar: If you insist. However, I insist that you allow me to assist YOU as a butler sometimes, too.

Dwyer: Uh...OK. As long as my father never sees you acting as my butler...I think I'm OK with that.

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Dwyer: Hello, Lord/Lady Avatar. Would you be interested in a pot of tea?

Avatar: Hey, Dwyer. Sure, that would hit the spot right now!

Dwyer: Excellent. I'll have it ready in a moment. By the way, I just wanted to say that it's always my pleasure to serve you. You are a kind and fair master, and—

Avatar: Dwyer, I thought I told you to lay off that whole "master" thing.

Dwyer: Ah...my apologies. It's just that you have such a pleasant disposition... And Father always says—

Avatar: What does your father have to do with this?

Dwyer: Everything, I'm afraid. Ah, the tea is ready. Please, have a sip before we continue.

Avatar: Thank you, Dwyer. Mmm, it's perfect, as always.

Dwyer: And how is it compared to my father's?

Avatar: Dwyer, for the last time... Jakob is very skilled at what he does. And so are you. Both of you make a wonderful pot of tea. Why does it have to be a competition?

Dwyer: I...I don't know. But, for your sake, I will try to refrain from competing with my father.

Avatar: That's good to hear. Now, how would you like some fresh-baked cookies?

Dwyer: What?!

Avatar: It's like I told you before. We're friends. Friends can do nice things for each other.

Dwyer: Well...thank you, I guess. *crunch* *crunch* These are amazing. How did you get such depth of flavor?

Avatar: Ha! It's an old trick. I browned the butter before I mixed it into the batter.

Dwyer: I see... Wait until my father tastes my next test batch... I mean, thank you, Lord/Lady Avatar.

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Dwyer: Sorry to bother you, Lord/Lady Avatar, but would you like anything to eat?

Avatar: Oh, hello, Dwyer. No, thanks. I'm not hungry.

Dwyer: Hmm, I see. Not even a small trifle? I actually have something perfect in mind...

Avatar: No, really, I'm fine at the moment. Thank you, though.

Dwyer: Um...

Avatar: What's wrong, Dwyer?

Dwyer: It's just...I've been working on a new recipe that I thought you would like...

Avatar: Well, why didn't you say so? I'd be happy to try a small bite.

Dwyer: Excellent! Yes, a small bite should suffice, I think. You should also probably avoid biting down with excessive force... Just a very small nibble, right...here!

Avatar: What the hell did you put inside my cookie, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Please...just break it in two if you'd rather be on the safe side.

Avatar: You didn't bake a ring into it or anything clichéd like that, did you? Haha!

Dwyer: Well...

Avatar: Oh, Dwyer...

Dwyer: Lord/Lady Avatar...will you marry me? I promise to take care of you for the rest of my life.

Avatar: No.

Dwyer: I see. Well then, I'll just...um...

Avatar: What I mean is that I won't have you taking care of me for the rest of my life. I will only marry you if we can have an equal partnership. I want to do things for you, Dwyer! I want to cook, and do laundry, and make tea... Because I love you. Isn't that normal for husbands and wives? Wanting to do things for each other?

Dwyer: Yes, I think so. Does that mean...you'll actually marry me?

Avatar: Yes. I want to work together to build a future with you.

Dwyer: So, I won't have to do as much work...and I also get to marry you? You're the best, Lord/Lady Avatar. (Confession Scene)