A Modest Proposal [open to Sasha and Mortimer]

[vicioussweetie]

Alison had never been a particularly sneaky person. Oh, she tried from time to time to surprise people, but she hadn't the patience for much long-term planning of presents and delights. The fact she'd managed to keep mum about Sunday night's dinner plans for more than a day was a great testament to her determination

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[chill_whispers]

Sasha comes down a little while after Mortimer, at the usual time for dinner, dressed as nicely as usual for dinner, though not nicer; this time, she will be genuinely surprised. Even the spiders have opted for discretion in this. So it is with pleased surprise that she notes the splendor of the meal that has been prepared, and of her darlings. "Oh... my... this is lovely. Is this a special occasion?"

[vicioussweetie]

"Today's supposed to be a happy day, love." Ali smiles brightly. "What's better for a happy day than a nice meal?"

[chill_whispers]

"Few things of which I know, I grant," she answers with a smile. "Is all of this your work? Truly, it is a marvel."

[vicioussweetie]

"I had help. It's really a joint venture." She grins mischeviously for a moment. "Would you care to sit?"

[chill_whispers]

Her smile grows as she looks Ali and Mortimer over. "So I see. I feel a little underdressed, but I would be delighted to sit." And sit she does, settling into her seat, eagerly anticipating the evening's delights.

[vicioussweetie]

"Don't worry about feeling under-dressed, love," Ali murmurs as she leans in to kiss Sasha's cheek. "It won't last."

And then she turns to serving the first course: the promised evil jello with drunken stuffed figs for Sasha, the figs and baked stuffed clams for herself and Mortimer. "Would you prefer tea or wine?"

[chill_whispers]

She coos soft admiration at her lovers' culinary skill and daring. "Mm, I believe I would like some tea for now, please. I shall want all my senses about me to fully appreciate the wonders you have wrought."

[vicioussweetie]

"Oh no, love, I let the boggans cook tonight. You know how they get about my doing it..." she smiles, kissing Sasha's cheek. "I'm just serving. Black or green?"

[chill_whispers]

"Still, you must have persuaded them to make these marvels," she replies, determined to praise Ali for some part of the wonderful dinner. "And I would prefer black, please."

[vicioussweetie]

"Yes, it's so terribly difficult to get them to cook for me, love. Truly an epic quest." She goes into the kitchen to make tea, but not without sticking her tongue out at Sasha briefly.

[chill_whispers]

Sasha covers a soft laugh at that, but argues no further. After all, it is a happy occasion. She waits, admiring the meal laid before them all, though she won't begin to eat until Ali is there to partake as well.

[vicioussweetie]

It doesn't take long for her to return; she'd had water just below boiling waiting on the stove, and returns while the tea is still steeping since Sasha likes it so weak anyway. She sits on Sasha's left, leaving the seat on Sasha's right open for Morty.

[chill_whispers]

Sasha's smile is grateful, pleased, and impressed. She always enjoys seeing these reminders of just how wonderful Ali is.

[vicioussweetie]

"I hope you enjoy everything..."

[chill_whispers]

"I know I shall." With Ali and Mortimer seated and ready to dine, she makes the little additions to her tea that she likes before starting to try the jello-and-mollusk treat. "Mmm, ohh, thank you, darlings. This is wonderful."

[jumpyspringy]

*Mortimer sits on Sasha's right and does his best to unfold his napkin without looking like he's fidgeting.

He watches Ali and Sasha and searches his memory for how to eat stuffed clams in polite society.*