[It wasn't a spirit, but he was somewhat inhuman. Humanoid, to be more precise, but not human. He certainly wasn't a spirit, although by all means he should have been. Mike should have been dead, but he wasn't. Not that he was complaining; being alive had its advantages
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Also, that name is new, and Mike goes through his mind of what he's learned about about Lottie's life so far. That only confirms his suspicions. The name is definitely new.]
Oh, he's one of th'suitahs Big Daddy's havin' me meet tomarrah. Big Daddy said he's a "very important man" and that he's really interested in joinin' our families.
I don't know. His youngah brothahs were th'real 'state agents that sold Tia her restaurant. He's th'first born of th'Jones brothahs, so he got t'inherit th'land and money from his parents.
He's been away enterprisin' ovahseas, so I haven't gotten t'meet him yet; usually th'rich folk show up at th'soirees Big Daddy throws, but now him.
[And no, Jones would not take good care of Lottie.]
[Mike abruptly turns away and looks out the window to hide the anger that breaks across his face. Thirty years. Thirty years. She was a kid practically being considered to marry a guy practically double her age.
Maybe he was a great guy. Maybe he wasn't. But he was an unknown, and she didn't even know him. It pissed Mike off. Lottie wasn't just some sort of commodity that could be traded off! He didn't give a damn if her father was doing it for her own good or not.
[Mike tenses but says nothing. He's too busy trying to control himself, to compose himself, to wipe the emotion off his face. When he does speak, it's cool, and the turmoil on his face doesn't reach his voice.]
Well, it does. Status is everythin' here. I love this house, and I love everythin' in it. If I want my furture kids t'have th'same, I migh' have t'make some hard choices.
[Much more realistic here, and a bit sad. While she does like getting flirted with and going on dates, ever since the Naveen incident, she hasn't been in any rush to marry. She saw Tiana find true love, and would rather find it for herself too.]
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Also, that name is new, and Mike goes through his mind of what he's learned about about Lottie's life so far. That only confirms his suspicions. The name is definitely new.]
Mr. Jones? Who's that?
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... What's he like?
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He's been away enterprisin' ovahseas, so I haven't gotten t'meet him yet; usually th'rich folk show up at th'soirees Big Daddy throws, but now him.
[And no, Jones would not take good care of Lottie.]
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But it's possible the guy is perfectly fine. That he might be a good man. But there's something nagging at him more than a little.
He grits his teeth.]
How old is this Jones guy?
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[And Lottie here is 19. That's quite an age gap.]
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And how old are you?
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[She looks at him confused. Poor thing doesn't quite understand age gaps.] Why?
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Maybe he was a great guy. Maybe he wasn't. But he was an unknown, and she didn't even know him. It pissed Mike off. Lottie wasn't just some sort of commodity that could be traded off! He didn't give a damn if her father was doing it for her own good or not.
It wasn't right.]
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[Lottie walks up behind him and gently places her hand on his shoulder.]
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Can you say no to him if you don't like him?
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Old money's got t'stay old, you know?
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Breath. Stay in control. Think.
He won't look at her.]
No, I don't.
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[Much more realistic here, and a bit sad. While she does like getting flirted with and going on dates, ever since the Naveen incident, she hasn't been in any rush to marry. She saw Tiana find true love, and would rather find it for herself too.]
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Family's more important than money. Your kids need a good father. You need a good husband.
[His posture stiffens. His voice cool.]
You deserve better than some random stranger that'd only be marryin' you for your money.
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