Evening 114

[vampbratprince]

Anita, I have found some dresses. I think you should take a look and let me know what you think.

First, we could go with a dress that will be sure to please Reeve later.

Then again, you could always go with the sweet look instead.

You'll have to let me know. I'd rather not make a pending purchase without your opinion.

Comments

Trying not to laugh. Failing. Failing terribly.

[urbandev]

Honestly? I think I can distract her for thirty seconds. Maybe forty-five, and then you're on your own, friend.

He aims to please.

[vampbratprince]

I can handle it!

[urbandev]

Mmmhmm. I'll say something lovely at the funeral.

[vampbratprince]

She won't kill me.

[urbandev]

You assume.

[vampbratprince]

I know.

Anita is listening.

[browning_baby]

I can HEAR YOU, Reeve.

[urbandev]

I just want to make sure he gets a running start, love. It's a better show that way.

[vampbratprince]

You assume I'd run.

[urbandev]

I would.

[vampbratprince]

I wouldn't.

That's probably the reason I got my throat ripped out by her once.

Not what she wanted to hear.

[browning_baby]

Oops

[vampbratprince]

You shouldn't trouble yourself, cheri.

[browning_baby]

I know. I just... don't like to be reminded of it. Especially not now.

[vampbratprince]

Then I will apologize for the comment.

[browning_baby]

There's no need to.