[Introduction] There's no need for red-hot pokers.

[x_postal_ines]

They had been getting on with it, over and over again. The game had been repeated so often that she knew it all by heart, like an actor's set of lines in a play.  Now, it was Garcin's turn to speak - but those words were not his, really, they were hers, stolen. Had he been ever anything else but that, a coward? A thief? Stealing Estelle's attention

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[cannotresist]

Here is a woman, sitting at the kitchen table, reading a book casually, and drinking some coffee. Paulinka has been fairly content lately, thankfully.

If Ines runs into her, Paulinka will certainly say hello. Heh.

[x_postal_ines]

Oh, preeettty.... Ines leans against the doorframe, examines her a while - admires, really.

Then she glides over, without any hesitation. "Fancy meeting you here," she drawls, utterly confident.

[cannotresist]

She looks up from her book, and smiles. "Oh, hello," she says, charmingly.

[x_postal_ines]

"Bonjour," Ines replies, and she looks really sweet, really innocent, there. "I think I may have lost my way to my room..."

[cannotresist]

"Oh?" Paulinka stands up, gracefully. "Let me help you find it, then."

[x_postal_ines]

Ines admires and makes no secret of it. "That would be very helpful of you - but maybe I could use a new room. The furniture in the old one was absolutely terrible."

[cannotresist]

Paulinka blushes a little, despite herself. "Oh, I'm sorry! Sometimes, this place has no sense of fashion whatsoever."

[x_postal_ines]

Ines raises an inquiring eyebrow. "You didn't decorate it, did you?"

[cannotresist]

Paulinka laughs musically. "Oh, God no! I have much better taste."

[x_postal_ines]

Ines smirks, and glides over a little closer. "Of course you do - I can tell. You dress exquisitely," she murmurs, just low enough to force Paulinka to come closer. "Don't apologize for something you're not responsible for."

[cannotresist]

Paulinka steps forward, blushing a little despite herself. "Well, thank you," she says, smiling.

[x_postal_ines]

"You're welcome, of course," Ines replies, and she might lean a little closer. "Hmmm... what is your fragrance? You smell of every thing delightful."

Oh yes, she's completely hitting on you, Paulinka.

[cannotresist]

She blushes. Deeply. "Oh, it's--it's nothing, really..."

For the first time, she feels a bit flustered. Hm.

[x_postal_ines]

Aaaw, that's adorable. Ines caresses her cheek. "Blushing becomes you," she says. "I think it's rather a sweet reaction to compliments."

[cannotresist]

"Is it?" she manages to squeak out.

[x_postal_ines]

"Absolutely," Ines replies, and she leans over, to brush her lips to Paulinka's.