Ice Cream (anti)Social with Ellen

[kilrenko]

Kilrenko'd had a rough few weeks at the opera tonight. Her first rehearsal had nearly caused her to quit at one point... the second went much better. It was just the aftermath that had been a train wreck.

Then this week, the girls had all wanted to know all about the dinner the previous week

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[swirlntwist]

Ellen walks in with alcohol in hand. It's an expensive bottle of wine as well as a big bottle of Ambrosia. She smiles when she sees Kilrenko. Smiling in hopes to lift Kilrenko's spirits off the bat.

She lifts the bottle up.

"I brought some friends to help."

[kilrenko]

"Oooh, bless you," Kil says on seeing the bottles. She stands with a smile for Ellen. "Come in, come in. Do either of those need to be chilled?"

[swirlntwist]

"Nope!"

She grins with a wink.

"My drinks are the ones you don't have to wait for."

Ugh. Not getting notifs. Also, I got a message saying your journal thinks this is spam?

[kilrenko]

She chuckles and heads to the kitchenette to get a couple of glasses, spoons and the ice cream. Thus laden, she returns to Ellen. "Couch or chairs?" she asks.

"And thank you for coming," she says warmly. "I appreciate it."

(ooc: Apparently when I re-activated this account, it was either an automatic setting, or was something I'd done back then. It should be taken care of (the spam notif)...)

[swirlntwist]

"Couch, definitely."

Splurging on drinks and ice cream also called for comfort. Chairs seemed too rigid.

"And you're welcome. Anything for a girls night."

There's more than that and her eyes said so.

[kilrenko]

"The couch it is," she says and sets the ice cream and glasses on the low table. She'll let Ellen pick where to sit first, then sit nearby so they can both reach the ice cream.

[swirlntwist]

Ellen picks one of the corners and sinks in with a soft exhale, pleased.

"So, what made you want to buy up all the village supply of chocolate? Not that I mind. I love helping people out with their chocolate needs."

[kilrenko]

Kil sits in the center of the couch and pulls open the tub. Handing a spoon out to Ellen with one hand, she holds the ice cream steady on the couch between the two women with the other.

"The opera. A bad 'not a date' last week and last night's 'oh, we have to hear all about how last week went' debrief by the other women in the chorus." In other words, romantic-sexual frustration.

[swirlntwist]

"Ah"

Ellen nods and takes a large spoonful of ice cream to suck on.

"How bad was this bad not-date?"

[kilrenko]

She relates the tale. She pays particular attention to her poorly-received toast response, and the devastation she felt when he crushed her. Twice.

"He called the night a waste of time," she says softly.

[swirlntwist]

She exhales with a large eye-roll.

"Well, that sounds like him. I can almost hear it."

Ellen shakes her eyes and reaches for another spoonful, then goes about pouring some ambrosia into two glasses.

[kilrenko]

She'd been nibbling ice cream throughout the retelling. With a sigh she stabs out another spoonful while Ellen pours.

"It leaves me with two thoughts. Either he's gay and so repressed he can't even admit it to himself, or he's asexual and not interested in anyone.

"Oh, yes, please," she says to the alcohol.

[swirlntwist]

Ellen hands a glass over to her.

"He could totally be gay."

She nods.

"Or he's one of those straight-laced types who just doesn't know how to let loose and have fun. Trust me. I knew a bunch. They're so far up their own behind they can't see what's right in front of them."

Ellen takes a long drink from her own glass, then smiles with some wick humor behind them.

"The good news is, if you can get through to him, you might be able to make your own diamonds."

[kilrenko]

She shakes her head with another sigh. "No, when I decide I want someone next time, I'm going back to what I know. Hit them with pheremones and aphrodisiacs. Get the sex out of the way first thing."

She takes a deep sip of the Ambrosia and her eyebrows go up in appreciation. She holds the glass up to the light. "Oh, my. I could get quite addicted to this..."

[swirlntwist]

"It's my favorite drink of all time. A shame there's none left when I get back home, but I guess that happens when humanity is almost wiped out and you have to start all over again."

She sighs, then looks to Kilrenko.

"So does that mean you're not going to pursue him again?"

[kilrenko]

"A pity, that." She takes another drink, then a spoon of ice cream.

"I don't know," she admits. "At least for now. Maybe once the opera is over." Or after another lover or two.