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[lajolieblonde]

[ doing the moonlit beach stroll thing. ]

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[lajolieblonde]

Angela!

[ sookie will just be hugging back equally as hard, grinning so wide her face is fit to split. ]

I thought I was never gonna see you again. Oh, it's just-- [ she breaks off to hug more. ]

you are a demon woman. ilit.

[lajolieblonde]

[ does she smell like angel-coated bacon, connor? ]

...I'm sorry?

ahahahahaha connor ilu.

[lajolieblonde]

I smell?

[ sookie is looking at you with something close to horror, before awareness dawns and she listens, coming up with static; like a badly tuned radio, almost like a shifter. ]

I'm guessin' you know Angel?

[compunctive]

You should not be out here without an escort.

[ ...romantic atmosphere, stop killing it, bill. even if your point is vaild. ]

[lajolieblonde]

I'm not without an escort. You're here.

[ ...sookie. you smell like strange vampire and bill just showed up, gentle coquetry is perhaps not your best plan. ]

[compunctive]

[ yeah, he's totally noticing that. ]

As was someone else.

[lajolieblonde]

[ all these smell-y people. can't a girl hug her... friend who she once slept with without her fiance getting all shirty? ]

Oh Lord, not you too. Angel's a friend, Bill.