**This bit was written by Wakas and edited by me.**
Later, dinnertime at Anichkov PalaceÖ
While Anastasia is not looking, Dmitri M puts something on her plate among the salad. Itís a spice.
She eats her salad while Dmitri M and Tatiana look on, preparing themselves to enjoy the show.
Dmitri M: ImpÖ
Anastasia: Eating the spice. What?
Tatiana: No nothing. Itís just you look to like this food a lot. Whatís its name?
Anastasia: Suspiciously looking at them. Whatís going on? Suddenly. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MY GOD, IT BURNS!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! HEEEEELLPPPP! I NEED WATER RIGHT NOW!
Tatiana: Iíve just remember its name. Itís called Trinidad Moruga Scorpion. One of the hottest peppers in the world. Do you really believe that?
Anastasia: HAHAHAAAAAAAA! SHUT UP! IíM BURNING!
Ivan K: Gives her a glass of cold water. Here you are, Nastya.
Anastasia: YOU SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT A BUCKET OF WATER INSTEAD! A GLASS IS NOT ENOUGH!
They both rush to the kitchen looking for some more water.
Dmitri M: It was so much fun.
Tatiana: I agree. Revenge is so cool.
They both laugh and so does everyone at the table, except Olga whoís looking at them smirking.
Olga: Thinking. Enjoy it when you still can, the Imp is sure to strike back.
Ivan and Anastasia come back from the kitchen. Anastasia looks better.
Maria: You look better, Imp.
Anastasia: Yeah, and now the fun begins.
Tatiana: As she is eating her own salad. WhÖ What is that thing in MY salad? She looks more closely at it. NO! ANASTASIA, THIS TIME ITíS OFFICIAL, IíM GOING TO KILL YOU!
Anastasia: Playing innocent. Whatís wrong dear sister?
Tatiana: DO I HAVE EYESIGHT PROBLEMS OR IS THIS REALLY A SNAIL IN MY SALAD?
Anastasia: Examines it. Iím afraid itís indeed a snail. I wonder how it got there.
Maria: I can assure the salad was clean when I prepared it.
Dmitri M: Honey, itís just a snail. Take it off and you can eat your salad. Donít let the Imp push your buttons down.
Tatiana: YOU EXPECT ME TO EAT MY SALAD AFTER THAT? THISÖ THIS THING MUST HAVE PUT SLIME ALL OVER MY FOOD! THEREíS NO WAY I'M EATING IT!
Olga: Itís not slime, itís mucus. Do you know what mucus is?
Tatiana: OLGA! ONE MORE WORD AND IíLLÖ
Olga: Itís a viscid slippery secretion that is Ö
Tatiana: SHUT UP!
Olga: Do you think mucus adds flavor to the salad? Just curious.
Tatiana: IÖ IÖ
Olga: But Iím sure if you put some salt on it, you wonít feel the taste of itÖ
Tatiana: Looks green. I think Iím going be sick. If youíll excuse me, IÖRushes to the bathroom.
Dmitri M: Honey, are you ill? Tatiana, wait! Follows her.
Dmitri C-B: It was you Nastya, wasnít it?
Anastasia: no, not me. Well, to tell the truth, not me alone.
Ivan S: You had help?
Dmitri C-B: Oh, I see. Smiles to his wife.
Olga: Smiles back. Funny when you think that Dr. Malama can bear doing operations, yet a snail makes her ill.
Anastasia: Well, what you said would have made anyone sick.
Maria: Ditto. Iím not hungry anymore.
Ivan K: I am. This whole peppers and snail story opened my appetite.
Ivan S: Me too. What about you Dmitri?
Dmitri C-B: Yeah, as long as thereís no snail in my food.
Olga: Hey, I wouldnít do that to my own husband.
Dmitri C-B: I know. I wasnít thinking of you. Looks at Anastasia.
Anastasia: Don't look at me.
Ivan S: Thatís good for you cause youíll be in trouble otherwise.
Anastasia: I didnít say I didnít prank you.
Ivan S: What? Anxiously examines his salad.
Anastasia: I was kidding, thereís nothing in your plate either. And Ivan mine, donít ask, you already know the answer.
Ivan K: I said nothing. I know my Comrade Imp too well. You would not do that to me.
Anastasia: Itís true. I wouldnít.
Maria: Nastya, you didnít say anything about me. Does it mean THERE IS something in my plate?
Anastasia: Youíre afraid, arenít you? No there isnít. I just pranked Tatiana. By the way, where is she? Still in the bathroom?
Olga: Iím gonna check on her.
Maria: But thereís already her Dmitri.
Olga: I know. Still I want to make sure sheís fine.
Later, Alexandra calls Tatiana...
Alexandra: Are you okay, Tatiana? Maria told me you were not feeling well during dinner.
Tatiana: Iím fine, Mama. I was a little sick, but now Iím much better.
Alexandra: A little? According to Mashka, it wasnít a littleÖ
Tatiana: Iím fine now. So letís forget it.
Alexandra: Was it really because of that little snail you saw on your plate?
Tatiana: So Mashka told you that too. Hearing her mother laughing on the phone. Mama, are you making fun of me?
Alexandra: Sorry, but itís kind of funny though. It was just a snail.
Tatiana: Well, I didnít feel sick before Olga opened her mouth. Apparently Maria skipped that part of the story.
Alexandra: What did she say?
Tatiana: She made quite a speech about mucus and its taste. I begged her to shut up, but she didnít want to listen.
Alexandra: What about that spice story with Anastasia? It was a bit cruel to put it on her plate.
Tatiana: Yes, I know, but seeing the look on her face, it was priceless! Iím sure now she would think twice before doing any more pranks.
Alexandra: Sure. If you donít count the snail.
Tatiana: Okay, you got a point. She will NEVER stop. Sighs. Nastya just may have ruined escargot for me.
Tatiana: Nothing. Just commenting on how sneaky the Imp can be.
Alexandra: You know how your sister is. Sheís just canít help it.
Tatiana: By the way, what do you think of taking a cup of tea together?
Alexandra: Itís a great idea. When?
Tatiana: How about tomorrow after my shift?
Alexandra: Itís perfect.
Dmitri C-B: Olga, can we talk for a minute?
Olga: Of course, whatís it all about?
Dmitri C-B: Iíve been thinking a lot recently. You know, about Alexei and Kole, itís nice they have an apartment. Just them and little Marie. I like the idea.
Olga: Me too. Having some privacy when youíre married is important, and this palace is already crowded.
Dmitri C-B: Iíve been thinking of that. Thatís why itíd be nice for us to have our own house.
Olga: Dmitri, we already have one. Anichkov Palace is a lovely place and all of our family is here. Besides, do you really want to separate the children from their cousins? They would be heartbroken if we move.
Dmitri C: Look, we wonít be far. Weíll choose an apartment close to the palace so that the kids will be able to see their cousins every day. Theyíll stay in the same school, and weíll visit the others any time we want, so itíll be exactly the same as if we were still living here.
Olga: I still donít understand why you want to leave. Living here has never been a problem for you before.
Dmitri C-B: Yes, but donít you think itíd be nice to be just the five of us?
Olga: NO! Leaves the room.
Dmitri C-B Runs after her. Olga, Iím sorry, I didnít want to upset you. Olga! She doesnít answer. Oh my, this isnít good.