Apartment Above Fina, Tuesday Evening

[mistressofblack]

So.

There had been a handwavy invitation issued and accepted. Lulu was just pulling the pan of spicy roast potatoes out of the oven, one eye on the clock as the agreed-upon time approached

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[stayingfrosty]

And Price, who was mostly grateful just to be himself again, knocked on the apartment door. He was dressed up in a button-down shirt and slacks, and carried a bottle of wine in one hand. It seemed appropriate.

[mistressofblack]

"Coming!" Lulu called, dusting her hands off with a dishtowel as she went by. She pulled the door open, her smile wide. "Captain Price!" she greeted. "You're right on time. Come in, come in, I'm just finishing up."

She eyed the wine. "And with wine? Twice the gentleman, so far this evening."

[stayingfrosty]

"Perhaps to make up for being twice the ponce this weekend," Price said. "Strange matter, that. Never before has the phrase 'not quite feeling myself' been so literal."

He stepped inside, a smile on his face. "Quite the flat, this."

[mistressofblack]

"Thank you.' Lulu grinned as she took the wine. "I designed it myself; most of the renovations I made when I took over Fina were here, rather than downstairs.

"I think I'll put this on ice," she added. "And then I'll give you the three-dollar tour?"