004 -> Hattie Tries: Cristal Champagne (Backdated to 12/25)
[Suddenly Hattie appears, looking extremely happy. And GLAMOROUS in a red, spaghetti strap evening gown with opera-length gloves.]
Good evening, I hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday, because I know I most certainly am! I wanted to bring up a couple of things, the first being a particularly wonderful gift I received. I don't want anyone to feel left out in my thanks, I appreciate everyone's gifts, but this one in is particularly close to me because of an ' incident' with a clumsy git whom shan't be named.
[Hattie coughs something into her fist that sounds like 'Snowblauncher' then resumes as normal, pointing her NV at a mirror on her wall that's reflecting herself holding the NV. This may have a weird visual result, but she's too busy squealing in delight to notice.]
Taa-daa~! It's a magic mirror! I can't believe it, I have one, I -finally- have one! Oh, and watch this: 'Mirror, how do you feel about this dress'?
[The feed distorts as the mirror replies in a semi-deep tone, 'Not a lady in existence would look as wonderful in it as you.'. Hattie proceeds to giggle until her face turns red, nearly hyperventilating in the process. She fans herself with her hand to relax herself.]
O.. oh my word. *huff* I'm.. I'm better now.. *wheeze* Oh. Okay.. *huff* I'm fine.
[Hattie sets her NV on a nearby table, then drops onto her bed until her face is it's normal color. With that done, she lifts a bag of holiday chocolates from beside her.]
So, I received two anonymous gifts, and I have reason to believe they're from the same person! The first of these are these wrapped chocolates, and they're called.. [wait for it..] 'Holiday -Kisses-'! [Hattie's eyes roll back as she presses the bag to her face with a shudder.] O-o-o-o-o these are -surely- from a Prince, there's simply no doubt about it! I'll never open these, -ever-.
Now then, with that aside, there's also this bottle of champagne. I admit, I'm not a professional on the matter, but I've asked around and I've been told this is a very -very- good bottle. Regardless, I thought it'd be fitting try it before the eyes of my secret Prince~. So without further ado..
[Hattie applies a cork puller to the bottle, and gives little grunts as she struggles with it.]
I.. *ngh* Think it's.. *mmnph* Something like thiiiiisssss- *hnnnnn*
[Following the *pop* of the cork is a shriek from the blonde as the champagne hoses her down; she falls right off the bed with her feet in the air. Her hand reaches up to the desk, scrambling about until the feed cuts.
About 4 minutes later the feed returns and Hattie (with her hair now in a ponytail) is in a new, less extravagant dress, and holding a partially filled glass of the champagne. She looks like her pride took a bit of a hit, but the show must go on!]
Ahem.. Well then, until the day we meet, my secret admirer~.
[Hattie takes a small sip from the glass, giving a perplexed expression afterward. She sniffs at the glass, then downs the rest quickly, swishing the liquid in her mouth. Shortly after her eyes cross, lips puckering as if she had just tasted the most vile thing in existence. She leans down off-camera and there's the sound of liquid hitting the floor. And once she sits up, the woman looks pale.]
It's.. It's so... Wonderful.. Thank you.. Very much..
[Hattie huurps, dropping the glass onto the bed and reaches quickly to cut the feed again.]
(P.S. She ended up opening the bag later on.)