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USERNAME: HIDDEN MISS IVES "Take care with what you say. Our enemies may be listening." TEXT • AUDIO • VIDEO • ACTION • OVERFLOW

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[inlovewithmycar]

[Woof. Getting some serious flashbacks to his time in the Dowling household.]

I'm sure his interests are broad and vast and absolutely none of my business.

There is, however, a box full of the tackiest dishware I have ever laid eyes on that desperately needs to be dropped off the nearest high rise, and a few bottles of Four Roses' Single Barrel best. Just saying, if you want to get the worst of it off your chest.

I can sweeten the deal with a tub of red velvet cheesecake ice cream.

[matermali]

[ She has never heard of 'red velvet' cheesecake, but she is going to guess it's not literal, and it sounds decadent. Demons with their temptations... ]

I assure you that I would make miserable company at the moment, Mr. Crowley.







Why would we drop plates?

[inlovewithmycar]

That's why I'm offering. You're miserable and I have horrible plates that need to be destroyed. Perfect combination - you get out all that pent up misery and aggression, and another offense to good taste is vanquished.

What do you say?

[matermali]

[ Oh no, she will cry. She's so touched someone is reaching out to comfort her, what's going on? It's so embarrassing. ]

I dare not leave you with the burden of ugly plates. I shall be over promptly, if that is truly an invitation, though I feel I ought to bring a gift.

[inlovewithmycar]

Just bring yourself and your woes and let me worry about drinks and dinnerware. It's ladies' night tonight.

[matermali]

[ She'll still bring something, especially when he almost makes her laugh, though it's still caught in the middle of a cry. Lucky no one can hear it!

Yet. ]

If you insist. Ladies' night, then.




Thank you.