cannibal; kendall roy

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Marguerite slowly pedaled through her phone, making a few calls and forwarding a few emails. Her eyes seemed to hurt as she looked over at the kids playing on the rides in the distance. She needed a drink. But unfortunately, she didn't think that Waystar's park served alcoholic beverages at 8 in the morning.

The Normal people didn't tend to drink that early.

So, looking around, she decided on trying who to pedal for something of the sort, starting with the ride attendant "Hey. You've uh, you can make an exception for today right?"

The attendant nods unsurely, clearly having been terrified of being fired by Kendall, or alternatively Logan "Sure, what can I do for you?" She looks around for Kendall, and sees no one.

"Do you think you could get someone manning a bar?"

"The bar?" She asks "Its-" and then stops herself, immediately grinning "Of course. I can do that."

"Great."

"All of our drinks are themed after the park though, I do have to warn you."

She narrows her eyes "I have to get a drink based off of a turkey and a sleeping man?"

"Well, I'm sure we could get someone-"

"No. It's fine. Just um, just get me something with bourbon."

"Yes, of course." And the attendant stumbles away, while she sort of crosses her arms, unaware of Shiv creeping up, Tom also in the distance, holding himself back and away from the woman.

"Okay Miranda Priestley, time to warm up." Shiv says grinning "You're melting the hearts of all the children in the surrounding area."

"How so?" She asks, spinning around "I didn't wear fur."

"That's one point earned back."

"Shiv" Marguerite says, leaning her sunglasses down and raising an eyebrow "What's up?"

"Nothing, just wanted to see how you were doing. Seeing how Kendall ditched you to roleplay with our Dad."

"I'm fine. Believe it or not, I exist outside of Kendall."

"For who, though?"

Ouch.

That stung.

"A few people. Mainly people back home."

"Uh-huh. You know I think you're more than Kendall."

"Really? Because you did kind of send me out of the country for sleeping with him"

She wrinkles her nose "Lou. Come on, what else was I supposed to do?"

Marguerite's drink shows up, which she downs immediately, feeling like she couldn't be sober for the mess of a conversation she was stuck having.

"How did you?" Shiv asks, motioning to the glass

"I just asked."

She turns to the attendant "Martini? No olive."

The attendant walks off again, going to get the drink for Shiv now "How much do you want to bet she's spitting in these?"

"Oh, for sure. We're drinking at a kid's birthday party in the morning."

"Practically asking for it, aren't we?"

Marguerite hums a little in agreement and then looks around, trying to see if she could spot Kendall anywhere in the distance. But he's off somewhere. Probably off playing fetch with his father.

Instead, she sees the same attendant who had fetched Kendall and Roman earlier, motioning for her.

"Oh?" Shiv questions, tilting her head a little bit