Pierre: max
Pierre: MAX
Pierre: WHAT DID I SAY
Max: I'm not telling.
Max: Blackmail, you know.
Pierre: AUGH
Pierre: DID I
Pierre: DO ANYZHING?
Pierre: MAX
Max: You tried to take my clothes off.
Pierre: Anyzhing else?
Max: Secreet.
Max: *secret
Pierre: Mon Dieu,
Pierre: Max
Pierre: Pleaaaaaaase
Max: I think at some point you tried to go down on me.
Max: That's probably when I kicked you out.
Pierre: Nnnnngh.
Pierre: What... what exactly did I do?
Pierre: Maaaaaaaaax
Max: You'll have to try a lot harder to get me to tell.
Pierre: If I molest you will you tell me?
Max: ...
Max: No.
Pierre: Augh.
Pierre: What do you want?
Pierre: Just tell me what 'appeeeeeeeeeened.
Max: Nope.
Pierre: Tell me or I will kill Fran.
Max: ((and then: nothing happened other than pierre whining about burning his favorite tie and trying to steal max's))
Max: Good luck with that.
Pierre: Pffffffffff ))
Pierre: I can kill 'er eeeeeasy~
Pierre: Just diguise as you,
Pierre: fuck 'er
Pierre: and zhen slit 'er zhroat
Max: .....
Max: If you so much
Max: as lay a finger on her
Max: I will kill you
Pierre: Oh posh.
Max: and I will kill that engineer that you so desperately cling to
Pierre: Like I am frightened of you...
Pierre: Non.
Max: I will destroy
Max: everything
Max: that you love
Pierre: You leave Dell alone.
Max: in front of you
Pierre: Non.
Max: And then
Max: I'm going to make you wait
Max: and you'll never know when
Max: or where
Max: but
Max: When you are least expecting it
Max: I'm going to absolutely destroy you.
Pierre: I will string zhat Scout's intestines out across zhe Medbay.
Pierre: Do not
Pierre: touch
Pierre: zhe Engineer.
Max: Then you leave Fran out of this.
Pierre: I 'ad to get your attenzion some'ow.
Pierre: Don't you ever dare touch Dell, Max.
Max: Oh?
Max: And what if I do?
Max: You're going to take it up with my girlfriend and not me?
Max: Are you afraid of me, Pierre?
Max: You should be.
Pierre: Non.
Pierre: You are all words and no aczion.
Max: Well then you obviously don't know me well enough.
Pierre: If you touch Dell, I will take zhat bitch out into zhe desert and kill 'er.
Pierre: I know you well enough, cher.
Pierre: And I do not 'ave any fear of you.
Max: You should.
Pierre: Fuck you.
Max: No, thank you.
Pierre: I only want to know why you are being an ass.
Pierre: I do not 'ave to zhreaten your lover if you just tell me what 'appened, you dolt.
Max: You can threaten her all you like.
Max: I'm not telling.
Pierre: God damn it..
Pierre: Tell me.
Pierre: /gets up his grill
Pierre: /FACE PRESSED AGAINST HIS FACE
Max: No.
Max: Now please, back the fuck off.
Pierre: Non.
Pierre: Tell me what 'appened.
Pierre: /grabs his chin
Pierre: TELL ME.
Max: No.
Max: Now let me go.
Pierre: Non.
Max: Or you'll have the pleasant experience of my knife in your side.
Pierre: I do not fear your empty zhreats, mon amour.
Max: /Casually removes his knife from his pocket and opens it up, pressing the blade to Pierre's side.
Max: Empty threat?
Max: I think not.
Pierre: ...
Pierre: Ow.
Pierre: /grabs his side and frowns
Pierre: I zhought we were lovers, cher.
Max: Lovers?
Max: Hardly.
Pierre: In one sense of zhe word...
Pierre: Would you kindly remove zhe knife?