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—— december 11, 2019
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THE SOUND OF CLAPPING AND and cheering fills the studio for the Late Late Show, people seated near the back loudly clapping as Iris and Harry are seen sat in a table all the way at the front.
"How are you feeling about this?" Harry asks, sitting in front of Iris.
Iris laughs in disbelief, "I'm both amused and disgusted all at once. I just love how they made us do this before we go on and perform our perspective songs."
Harry scrunches up his face at the thought, "It won't end well if we throw up mid-performance, will it?"
She shakes her head, "I know our fans are looking forward to the performances, so it won't end up well for either us or James' cleaning crew. And I surely wasn't expecting to meet you through one of the most repulsive games ever created, yet here we are."
Both the crowd and Harry let out laughs.
"Also, just a question before we get started," Harry says, lifting up a finger, "Are you picking up on my accent or just mocking me?"
Iris laughs, covering her mouth with her hand and leaning back in her seat, "Oh, my god, no. Most people don't know this, but I lived in Westminster, London for a couple of years with my aunt; so I learned English there and I picked up on the accent as well." Harry lets out an 'ahh' of understanding, "It's not as obvious or prominent as it used to be, but it's still there. So, no—" She holds up a hand, "I'm not mocking you."
"Okay, just wanted to establish that or else this interaction wouldn't have gone well for either of us." Harry states, making Iris and the crowd laugh again, "Let's take a look at our options, shall we?"
Iris nods, but begins to cringe in disgust as Harry turns the table to demonstrate the different types of 'food and drinks' on display.
"We have bug trifle, jellyfish, giant water scorpion, 1,000 year old eggnog, cow blood and pork tongue jelly, cod sperm, salmon smoothie, and bull penis," The crowd lets out sounds of shared disgust at the look of each platter as Harry spins it around.
Iris covers her mouth once more at a failed attempt to hide her repulsed expression.
"So, I'll ask the first question, as the producers haven't shown us what the questions are," Harry states, a skeptical look shared between him and Iris, "And I'll choose a food you'll have to eat if you don't want to answer the question."
