What's the best way to wake up mary?
“Money.” Martel stated. “The only thing that can get her to budge is Greed threatening her paycheck. So unless I want to waste five hundred cens on a bribe, I don’t bother. Trust me, we’ve tried it all. Alarms, ice water, lectures about wasting her life, nothing. She wakes up on her own time.”
“Could’a sworn flipping the bed did it once.” Dolcetto mused. He was a bit less patient with the fact that breakfast could be delayed till two in the afternoon if Greed never came down to ask for it.
“Yeah, and that was the same day our bacon turned into a grease fire.” It was probably because she didn’t need to eat too often, but Martel just assumed leave well enough alone. Especially since she never found out if that fire had been a fatigued mistake or purposeful revenge.
