Summary:
<blockquote>“Rough day, eh?” Phillip asked.
“Confounding. Absolutely confounding,” was how the man chose to answer. “The crux of the matter seems most certainly to be banquet, and yet not a hint of malice was cooked into any of the dishes. No poison in the duck, nothing slipped in the wine. For the life of me, I can’t parse it out.”
Phillip stared at him for a moment, before throwing out another handful of rice to the ducks. “I’m sorry, what?”</blockquote>
➤ cute little fic for the Knives Out universe, about Benoit Blanc and Phillip's first meeting!
➤ from Phillip's pov and I loved seeing Benoit Blanc from his perspective
➤ 2k words in length
