[Mikelobmike]

Michael crossed his leg, his large frame meaning that his foot extended just past the arm of the couch. "If he is ever around, I'd be glad to meet him. I mean...Anyway, do you know what your father is making for dinner?" Michael asked. As it turned out, the part of his head that is good for business meetings is not very good for making small talk. He took another look at the door to the kitchen, as if expecting her father to burst through at any moment and start chastising him.

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian shrugged. "Smells like... burgers? Hopefully it is, because that's about the best thing he can make. You'd think with all that money, he'd pay for a cookbook..." Much like Michael had been expecting, her father suddenly entered after the comment, giving her a look of mild annoyance. Rather than chastising Mike, his retort was entirely focused towards her.

"You're one to talk." His gaze shifted over to Mike for a brief moment, giving him the slightest of smirks. "Don't be askin' her to make you a meal anytime soon, anything she cooks will kill you."

Getting a little peeved at the fact that she was now being dissed in front of her boyfriend, even if she did deserve it, she attempted to make a comeback. "Uhh, at least I'll admit I don't have that sort of talent. That's why I buy all my food instead of trying and failing."

"You lack that talent 'cause you don't have the patience and the attention span to keep at it." He pointed at her accusingly. "And you spend my money instead of trying anything more than once."

At that point of his, Vivian could only shrug, as if she believed that spending like that was unavoidable. Taking that as a win, he walked out of the room, heading back into to the kitchen as he changed the subject. "Food's ready."

Returning her attention to Michael, she smiled up at him, hoping that he wouldn't think much of their bickering. "I would have had him get us something nicer, but I kind of told him you were coming last minute. Sorry." Standing as she spoke, the girl made her way towards the dining room connected to the kitchen, still looking over her shoulder to make sure that he followed. Seeing that her father was making their plates already, she went over to the table, pulling out a chair before sitting in it.

[Mikelobmike]

Michael stood up and followed Vivian out of the room. "I'm totally okay with burgers. It's been a long time since I've had something home-cooked." He said, taking the chair next to Vivian. "And besides, I'm sure you're still a better cook than me."

Michael took off the jacket to his suit, putting it on the back of the chair he was sitting in. After adjusting the sleeves of his shirt, he sat very properly and upright. Michael then tucked his briefcase underneath the seat of his chair to make sure that it fit before pulling it onto the table and opening it. "I also brought this." he said, popping off the back panel of the large briefcase to reveal two wine bottles.

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian watched with intrigue as he opened the briefcase and showed the drinks that Michael had brought, clasping her hands together with a wide grin on her face. "Awesome." Unlike him, she sat with a slouch, leaning against the table with both of her arms to support her. It wasn't until her father walked over to the table and placed her plate down in front of her that she leaned back against the chair.

Taking a look at the bottles of wine, he nodded a little, handing Michael his plate before putting down his own at the spot across from them. He then took his seat, letting out a small sigh before opening his mouth to say something. Strangely, before he could get a word out, Vivian scooted her chair back and stood up. "Oh! Gotta go to the bathroom, be right back!" With a knowing smirk, she skipped out of the room, disappearing around the corner in an instant. What she had really been doing would be rather obvious to both of the two remaining in the room. The thought of Michael and her dad being left alone together to chat briefly was a thought that had entertained her, and as such, she decided to make that happen.

Of course, her father was no stranger to her antics. Letting out a quick chuckle, he shook his head, not yet getting to his food as he looked up at Michael. "Quite the piece of work, ain't she? Could have at least given you a warning before abandoning you like that."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael watched in slight disbelief as Vivian suddenly got up and ran from the table, abandoning him to sudden solo small talk. "Yeah...although, I've basically come to expect it at this point. I've learned that doing these kind of things amuses her." he said, taking the two bottles out of his briefcase.

After setting both bottles on the table, he put his briefcase on the ground and started to arrange his dinnerware so that it was nicely aligned with the table. "So...considering she's probably listening in right now, is there any embarrassing secrets you want to divulge about her, because I can only make fun of the short thing for so long." he said, showing a slightly devious smile.

[Metroidhunter]

"I would tell ya, but she doesn't really have any shame. I guess that's on me." Chuckling for a moment, he scratched his beard, obviously trying to think something up. Seeing as Vivian hadn't returned after what Michael had asked about, it was unlikely that she was listening in. "Though you could mess with her pretty easily." Raising his left hand, he tapped a part of his right metal arm with one finger. "There's a small panel on each of her prosthetics, with a compartment under it used for inserting dust, as well as basic maintenance. Flip it up, there'll be a few buttons. Press the one closest to the dust cartridge slot, and the limb will detach." At the thought of it, he let out a bellow of a laugh before calming down shortly after. "Oh, man... I've not done it, but if you were to surprise her with that? It'd be priceless. And if you held it above you, well, I doubt she could jump that high."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael gave his own hearty chuckle, looking over the mechanism on the man's arm. "Hmm...that would be spectacular, but she might break my jaw again for that one." he said, seemingly weighing the options in his head. "And besides, I could hold them at shoulder level and she couldn't reach them. I've almost run into her a few times because she stood in front of me and I didn't see her."

Thankfully for Michael, things seemed to be going smoothly for him  in his first conversation with Vivian's father. It was nice to have one common experience, namely messing with Vivian and laughing at the results.