You're Invited! [ACTION]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is out and about in Balamb Garden, standing beneath her parasol. The arm holding up the parasol also holds a basket at the crook of it, filled with red colored envelopes. Currently, she's passing them out. These envelopes hold the key to greatness. To fabulousness!

To a Stag and Doe party!

Never mind that the invites say Don't come without

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[bratbeyond]

[He stares at the envelope once he's received it, mainly because he's more than a little surprised that he, of all people, got one.]

... If I'm going, it's totally as a favor to Boss--Marco. Nothing more.

[redcinemareel]

Oh? Marco is such a social butterfly. Interesting for a phoenix, really.

You're not obligated to bring funds, dear, if you're that special.

[bratbeyond]

[Headtilt.] But it's your engagement party.

If I didn't bring a gift, that'd be even ruder than not showing up. [He may be a brat, but he's a brat with manners, dangit!]

[redcinemareel]

It is, yes. Simply bring something if your mind will be the DEATH of you otherwise.

[bratbeyond]

[He has the distinct feeling she's mocking him... SIGH.]

Whatever you say, ma'am. [waves the invite in the air before carefully pocketing it.] If I'm "old enough" for whatever this is, I'll be there.

[redcinemareel]

[She isn't. Not this time.]

If not, we'll make sure there aren't any problems~! [GRINS]

[bratbeyond]

Really? [He catches himself before he sounds too happy:] I mean, um, you don't have to.

[redcinemareel]

If you are a friend of Marco, then I don't see the issue.