9th ☆

[adropofjupiter]

[Phone - an advertisement]

Homecoming's this weekend, right? So I'm gonna assume most of the girls have already gotten yourselves dates or are just going with friends. I figure you've all got dresses or have that pony making 'em. But what about the other stuff? The whole pretty package just ain't quite right without the finishing touches, ze.

"Now, Marisa, what the hell are you talking about?"

I'm talking about nails. Sure, the polish stuff in this place kinda sucks, but with the right skill, amazing things can still be done with it. I happen to have this skill; I can even do designs. So, the morning of Homecoming, I'll be available at my house - 1125 Taylor - to do your nails if you want. It's first-come, first-serve. I ain't doing appointments and it ain't free. Just bring either cash or booze in exchange. It'll totally be worth it, ze.

Also, when I say I'm not taking anyone else, I'm done. I got my own date to get ready for, you know, and she's more important than any of you.


[Action - 340 Brady (open to all residents - backdated to last Friday)]

[It occurred to Marisa, that she should actually ask Patchouli to Homecoming instead of just assuming she'd go along. Especially since the odds were Patchouli didn't want to go anywhere near a dance. But Marisa wanted to see her all dressed up and it'd be romantic and fun and... Hell, Marisa wanted to show her gorgeous girlfriend off.

So, she let herself into 340 Brady like always, set her broom against the wall and went to see if there were any cookies in the kitchen. She'd put together a plate of them and make some tea. Then she'd head on up to Patchy's room to ask her.]

Comments

[not_so_great_wall]

[ A hand on her hip. ] That's a strange random tip...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you'll found out eventually. Just let me have my fun, ze.

[not_so_great_wall]

Mmm... [ Staring at the witch with suspicion. ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

It's all good fun, ze. Don't look at me like that.

[not_so_great_wall]

I'm allowed to be worried when you give me strange tips like that!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...alright. Can't argue with that.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Meiling gestures with her hand, expectantly. ] Well...? What are you up to?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Nope. Not telling you until after I ask her.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ There is that look, again. ] Marisa...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Whistling innocently as she starts steeping the leaves and get cream and sugar out.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Meiling eventually relents and sighs. ] ...make me one too, as payment for my silence.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Alight, ze. It'll be strong, though.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She laughs a little. ] That's fine. I'm not going to bed anytime soon. I still have to practice.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Gimme a bit, ze.

[And a few minutes later, Marisa is pouring Meiling a cup.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ In the meantime, she's helping herself to a few of the cookies that she, you know, baked. ]

Mm, thanks!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Those are good, ze. You should show me how to bake them some day.

[not_so_great_wall]

I could show you the recipe! [ She points to a Betty Crocker book that propped up on the counter in the corner by the oven, with a page turned open to "molasses crinkle cookies". ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I guess that works, too.

[not_so_great_wall]

You can write it down, but don't take the book! [ She'd never see it again if that happened. ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll just make 'em here, ze.

[not_so_great_wall]

Just let me know ahead of time.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Will do! Now I gotta girlfriend to go charm.

[She sets the tea on the tray and heads upstairs.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Waving. ] Have fun!