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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 22:42:53 GMT -8
He grinned. "A little much?" he said, voice light. "Are you accusin' me of ever bein' the type ta go overboard?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 22:43:49 GMT -8
That garnered a laugh. "Of course not..." She thought for a moment, "Which of those rooms has a radio or phonograph?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 22:45:11 GMT -8
Pausing, the ginger tabby considered. "Several should. I know the ballroom has a phonograph, and there's a least one conference room with a radio. If not, I can go nab the one from Cor's room, I know he has one."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 22:46:36 GMT -8
"We could certainly utilize the phonograph in the ballroom, I suppose."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 22:49:23 GMT -8
His grin only widened hugely at the suggestion. "After you then, m'lady."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 22:50:46 GMT -8
She arched an eyebrow at him but slipped out of the penthouse, waiting for him in the hall near the lift.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 22:55:04 GMT -8
He followed after a moment, making sure the door was locked before getting the lift to operate, opening the grating for it. "How are you this evenin'?" he asked after a moment. "Beside the comin' ta see me that is."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 22:58:11 GMT -8
"Honestly? A bit tired, but good otherwise. And yourself?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 23:03:21 GMT -8
"Gettin' better," he replied. "After... earlier. Gettin' better."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 23:04:19 GMT -8
She nodded slightly, "I'm glad to hear that. You know that if you ever need anything, you only need to call, right?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 23:08:34 GMT -8
He paused, and then nodded. "Yeah. But I... needed ta sort some of this out on my own."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 23:09:16 GMT -8
Griddlebone nodded, "I understand, I just wanted to make sure you knew."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 23:10:26 GMT -8
He looked at her, as the lift came to the floor requested. "Thank you," he said, meeting her eyes and sincere.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 11, 2011 23:14:19 GMT -8
She met his eyes, offering him a faint smile. "You're welcome"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 23:25:45 GMT -8
He held out one paw, leading her into the ballroom, which was empty that time of night, even reception being a skeletal crew.
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