I wrote this first bit last week—it needs a little more before it can finish, so I’ll make Romano’s life miserable and amusing for a bit :D
To recap—Veronika is Romano’s BFF, getting married, had a fab bachelorette party in which there was an attractive stripper who may or may not have gotten Romano even more drunk. The next morning, Alfred finds this all very interesting and extra hilarious.
Romano is hungover and a little confused as to what the hell happened last night.
Note: Camille is Monaco
omfg my prayers to the pastafarian gods have been answered. And in a few minutes it is Talk Like a Pirate Day. Truly it is a holy time indeed.