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[charminglioness]

Here, Inn. Have a Lily, in a fancy dress, pulling flowers out of her hair and looking very tired.

This is a job for tea.

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[yes_mr_stark]

At a table not far away is another bright-red-haired woman, working diligently at a computer. She has neither a fancy dress, nor flowers in her hair, but she is subconsciously whistling. Whups. It's a habit learned from Tony.

[charminglioness]

Lily faceplants at the table next to Pepper, reaching out weakly for the tea which appears, steaming, on the surface in front of her.

Mmmm, tea.

[yes_mr_stark]

Pepper looks up, concerned. "Excuse me, miss, are you alright?" Her eyes are concerned. She rather looks like Pepper herself did after attempting to fly the suit.

[charminglioness]

"Wedding," Lily says by way of explanation, clinging to the teacup. "Maid of honor. My sister. Hate the groom."