Topic: Lemon Meringue for the New Tenant

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-20 16:27 EST
Duci had run into Xenia on her way out to the market, and the diminutive woman told the blonde about how someone new had moved in. "Oh?" Duci responded, Cheshire grin curving of its own accord.

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The following morning, Duci rolled out of bed groggily, and far earlier than normal. Yawning, she shrugged into a silken robe and stumbled sleepily for the kitchen. Her palm slammed down on a button, and the coffee began to prepare and brew itself on its own. Yaaaawn.

Duci began to fumble loudly through the cabinets and refrigerator, making all sorts of a racket as she sifted around for the ingredients she saw in her head.

1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour

1 tablespoon sugar

1/4 teaspoon salt

6 tablespoons cold unsalted butter, cut into small pieces and chilled

2 tablespoons cold vegetable shortening

A cool glass of ice water

Once satisfied that she had everything she needed, she moved to grab her oversized Cheshire cat mug of steaming coffee. It wasn't complete without 5 teaspoons of sugar and a hefty dose of vanilla creamer. "Mmm," she murmured, lifting the mug to her lips as her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the intoxicating aroma of the coffee; a total Folgers commercial moment. Stifling another yawn with the back of her hand, she set the mug down on the counter, rinsed her hands, and set to work.

She sifted the flour, sugar and salt into a large bowl. Then, she added the butter and shortening. The fats were rubbed between her fingertips and thumbs until the mixture resembled coarse crumbs. One tablespoon at a time, she worked in enough ice water so that the dough came together. She was being careful not to over mix, as she did not want the crust to be tough. Periodically, she'd yawn, giving pause to her work.

Then, Duci shape it into a smooth ball of dough before flattening it into a disk. She pawed at it a moment longer before wrapping in plastic wrap and storing it in the refrigerator. "I'll come back at lunchtime to finish it," she murmured into her mug as she retrieved en route to the closet in her room.

Still sipping from the mug, she fought through her yellow section. Several times she removed a dress, pressed up tight against her body as she looked in the mirror, sighed irritably, then stuffed it back in. After the dozenth time, she was finally satisfied. "This'll do," she sighed, twirling in front of the mirror with a thigh-length yellow dress. Setting the mug down, she hung the dress up on a rack and began to paw through her lingerie drawer. Shrugging off her robe and tossing it onto the pole hanger, she slid into a lacy pair of yellow panties and a bra and then her dress. Fingertips soothed down the fabric as she twirled in front of the mirror. "Pretty," she cooed at herself.

Retrieving her mug again, she sauntered off for her shoe shelves. Staring up at the rows of heels, she lifted her mug with both hands to her lips for a contemplative sip. "Hmm." Then her eyes lit up. "Oh!" she squealed, removing one hand to stretch out for a grey pair of heels with yellow along the back. "Perfect!? Duci beamed, lowering the shoes onto the floor and gingerly stepping into them. Humming happily to herself, she headed for the bathroom.

A brush was quickly sent through blonde curls, and lipstick and mascara applied with painstaking effort after brushing her teeth. Fingers sought out the jewelry box, several pairs of earrings held up before she selected a dangling black set. A black beaded necklace was taken from the necklace hangers and pulled over her head. After a moment of fiddling with it, she slid her hand into a gray bracelet and found herself set. She circled this way and that, watching the way the lights hit her attire.

It was purely by coincidence that Duci had dressed in yellows and blacks: a busy little bee she was today.

She was beaming with productivity as she lifted her mug again and headed for the closet again. Abandoning her mug, she sought out a black, yellow and gray clutch. All of her belongings, some lipstick, credit stick, gold pieces, keys, were exchanged out of the previous clutch and into the new one. Umber glanced up briefly, espying her white jacket, and she shrugged it on before grabbing her clutch and heading out with mug in hand, her own smile matching that of the Cheshire cat emblazoned upon the ceramic.

____________ Pie Dough Recipe by Emeril Lagasse

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-20 18:53 EST
Duci sauntered back through the door, clutch and mug dangling from one hand as the other fondly pet the head of her polar bear, Mez. Mez followed her like a little puppy dog as Duci headed for the kitchen. "Ooh, I know what you want, babygirl!" Clutch and mug were deposited on the countertop before she twirled for the refrigerator. She fumbled around for a moment, before pulling out two large packages. She set them both down on the island, and carefully unwrapped them. The smell of fish instantly filled the penthouse. "You want fishies, huh?" Duci grinned at Mez, who began pacing the kitchen excitedly. She laughed before tossing both large slabs of fish, one salmon and the other catfish, into Mez's food saucer. Mez excitedly bounded for her food bowl.

"Now that she's busy," she said to herself, wandering for the sink to wash away the stink of fish. While drying off her hands, she pictured the items necessary for her pie. "Gotcha." Duci instantly set to work after shrugging off her coat and tossing it onto the lazy Susan, raiding her cabinets and the refrigerator for said ingredients.

Ingredients: Pie dough 5 large egg whites 4 large eggs 2 cups sugar 2 pinches salt 1/4 cup heavy cream 1/4 cup fresh lemon juice 4 tablespoons butter, melted 2 tablespoons yellow cornmeal 1 tablespoon lemon zest 1 pinch freshly grated nutmeg 1/4 teaspoon cream of tartar 1/2 cup white chocolate shavings, garnish

Removing the prepared pie dough from the refrigerator, she placed it down on the cleaned counter after lightly flouring the area. Then she rolled out the pastry to a large round shape, about 12-inches in diameter. Lifting the new disk, she transferred it to a 9-inch pie pan, trimmed the edges to within 1/2-inch of the pan, and crimped it both expertly and decoratively. Lifting it up, she slid it back into the refrigerator to sit for the next 20 to 30 minutes.

Slipping off for the restroom, she kept herself busy with reapplying her make-up and using the loo. Then she sauntered back to the kitchen 15-20 minutes later to preheat the oven at 400 degrees F.

Lifting the parchment paper, she lined the shell with it and filled it with pie weights. She dropped it in the oven for 10 minutes. Mez came back over, and Duci kept herself occupied giving the bear some wuvvin's. Then her internal timer went off, and she opened the oven to remove the paper before continuing baking until golden brown, which was an additional 17 minutes. This time she sought out her phone, and she extended it from the corners into a tablet before setting it on the counter and propping herself up with an elbow. Touching it with her fingertips, she opened a browser and looked up the electronic versions of the Gossip GangSTAR and the Rhy"Din Post. Idly, she sifted through their most recent editions. "Oh! I forgot!" she gasped, staring at the open page of the Post. "I still need to vote!" Duci looked mortified, how could she forget"! Now, all she had to do was worry about who to vote for. However, her train of thought was skewed again by her internal timer. Abandoning the pad on the counter, she moved around to remove the shell from the oven and leave to cool on a wire rack. Taking up a small bowl, she beat 1 egg white and brush over the bottom of the crust to seal.

Returning to the oven, after dropping the bowl in the sink, she reduced the oven temperature to 325 degrees F. Moving back to the counter, she combined the whole eggs, 1 1/2 cups of the sugar and a pinch of salt in a large bowl and beat it with an electric mixer until thick and pale. After beating in the cream, juice, butter, cornmeal, zest and nutmeg, she poured the filling into the pie shell. Tilting her head at it, she frowned, but moved to place it in the oven to bake until the custard is just set.

While the pie was baking for the next 35-40 minutes, Duci made the meringue. In a large, clean bowl using clean beaters, she beat the remaining 4 egg whites with the cream of tartar and a pinch of salt with an electric mixer until soft peaks form. Beating constantly, she slowly added the remaining 1/2 cup sugar until glossy, stiff peaks formed, being careful not to over beat, as this will make it difficult to spread. After she removed the pie from the oven, she left it on. Using a rubber spatula, she spread the meringue evenly over the pie filling, smoothing out to the pastry edges so the meringue won't draw up or weep during baking. With a dull knife, she made decorative peaks in the meringue before transferring the pie back into the oven. She left it in the oven until the meringue was golden in hue. For those 15 minutes, she returned to her gossip rags, her face forming an unhappy gesture as she read about the murders and gun shootings out of the Post. "Hmph," she huffed, shrinking the phone again and returning it to her clutch. Golden curls bounced with distress as she shook her head with displeasure. "Disgusting," she murmured, grumbling as she grabbed an oven mitt to transfer the pie to a wire rack to cool completely. Duci took a few moments to garnish the top of the pie with the white chocolate shavings.

Taking a moment to admire her work, Duci beamed for herself. "I'll have to take it to her straight after work. I think she'll like it!" Picking up her clutch and shrugging her coat back on, Duci scratched Mez's head lightly before heading back out the door. ____________ Lemon Chess Meringue Pie Receipe by Emeril Lagasse

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-21 14:00 EST
Duci returned home after work, and only headed in to grab the pie. A moment was taken to slip the pie into a plastic Tupperware container before she slid back out. Glancing over her shoulder, she smiled for her sleeping bear and blew Mez small kiss. "See you soon, honey." Mez merely snored in response.

A shake of her golden curled crown before she headed off for the Red Dragon Inn. Rumor had it Eris, the new tenant, enjoyed a few drinks at the RDI. More like several, as she'd heard she bought the entire place drinks. Wait' Hadn't she been there" Duci squinted pensively at the pie.

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Duci flounced in through the back door, fleeing the alley with her hands full of yum. The sweetly sour scent of lemon meringue wafted from the Tupperware item in her hands. The blonde was all smiles, a bounce in her step, the hem of her yellow dress flowing around her thighs beneath the white jacket. Umber swept the room curiously, seeking a familiar face amongst those present. She winked at Icer in return greeting to her tailwave, fumbling the item in her hand around so she could wrestle a hand free and blow the dragon a kiss. A tentative wriggle of fingers was extended for those....feasting. However, she froze, hearing a whisper and a sniff in the cusp of her ear. Duci shivered involuntarily. "Right, right." She shakes her head, blonde curls spilling over her shoulder before directing her bouncy self barward. Umber kept a look out for a particular patron going by the name of 'Eris', as she heard she frequented this area. Not that she'd tried her place, either. Tilted her head as Sami filtered past, and waves for her before she departs. "Bye lovely!" she pipes.

"Good eventide, Duci." Stepford Tara smiles and wipes lint off her navy blue robes.

Duci stares at the trio feasting, blinking a few times as she then directs her gaze to Yejix. "Awkward," she mumbles, shaking her head again as she sets the Tupperware on the bartop. Things never seemed normal. Glancing back to Tara, she beams. "Good evening, Lady Tara! How does this eve treat you?" Blows kisses in her direction before hopping up onto the bartop to perch.

"This eve has been most gracious, Duci." Gentle incline of her head. Tara then rises from her seat and collects Veighn's plate, which she then takes to the kitchen.

"Good," Duci returns, raising a brow as she watches Tara play hostess. For some reason, that seemed entirely un-Tara-like. She glances down at the Tupperware, furrowing her brows. "Hm." Heeled feet swung to and fro for a moment before long legs crossed over one another. She leaned back, propping herself on her arms boredly. Umber flickered over to the stairwell, a blonde brow rising at the Princess and Erinalle in mild amusement. Always something amusing going on. She also quirks a brow at Tara. This was definitely weird. Weirder than normal, though it beat Tara wielding a flaming oar.Glances down at her lemon meringue again, slightly put out that she didn't see her new neighbor out and about this eve.

"Brrr'kay." Seeing the small collection of them fairly occupied, Lilliana exercised a measure of tact and wheeled smoothly on the back of one booted heel to round back over towards an empty stool at the bar. She'd sat without really looking, so turning to see the vision of pink and blonde at her side, Ducii, was a pleasant surprise she couldn't help but smile up to. "Evenin' darlin', haven' seen ya' in a spell, how's the world been t'reat'in' ya'?" She asked brightly.

"Very well, thank you, how are you miss Lilliana?" she beams for the witch.

"Obviously no' as bonny an' peachy as ya' have been, m'dear." Clearly smitten with the pin up damsel's bold coloring, Lilliana gave the woman a well deserved up and down as if she'd not seen her in years. "I've no' of'en seen such beaut'iful color out'side the summer's months."

Red flushed along her cheeks. "Oh, Lilli, you make me blush!" Duci lifted a hand to cover her mouth girlishly as she giggled and fondled the dress with her other hand. "You look just as well. Ready for Beltane" Will you be doing anything exciting in preparation?"

She waves to Alice's retreating form, though she grins for the approaching Collie and waggles her fingers.

"Ahh, Beltane, o'course. I' wouldn' the goddess t'ouched creat'ure I am if I didn' observe the sost'ices." She crooned happily and gave a slow nod of her wildfire head. Taking a sip from her drink, the witch caught a blueberry from the bob of her ice and chewed contently.

Collie managed a smile for Duci as she started setting bottles on the counter. "Evenin', Duci.

Up ticked the gypsy witch's fingers as she spilled a wiggle and whimsical, silent hullo of her fingers towards Ducii's friend Collie.

Collie eyed Tara, her behavior was off, but seeing it was Tara, that was about normal for a night in the Red Dragon.

Duci grins at Lilliana. "I look forward to seeing what michief you will be up to this year." Then she looks back to Collie with a nod. "How are you tonight Collie?"

" Evenin'." Collie waved back to the gypsy. "Eh, been better, Duci. You?" . "I made lemon meringue for my new neighbor," she preens, pointing a manicured finger to the Tupperware pie shape beside her, the sweetly sour scent of lemons wafting in the vicinity. "But otherwise, life has been uneventful. I hope things go better for you."

"I didn't know you baked." She peered at the Tupperware as she mixed a drink that could make a PGGB look tame.

At the mention of Lemon meringue the princess rose. Carrying her tea within both hands approaching Ducii and company. "A fellow baker ?" She tilted her head and smiled.

Duci blinked, looking astonished at the way Princess and Collie looked at her. "Well, of course I bake," Duci retorted, almost defensively. "I love cooking in general," she confesses, hunching over with glee as she rubs her hands together greedily.

"The stew has been known to eat anything." Collie nodded to Yejix then looked to the approaching woman. Duci wrinkles her nose. "The Stew is evil."

" Oh, calm down, woman! I just didn't know is all." Collie lowered a brow as she eyed Duci.

Princess Peach giggled. "Well I always like to meet new people, and if there is common interest that is even better. Perchance do you play golf" I am going to have my servants throw together a course, and of course I will be providing some refreshment, and wonder if you would like to contribute?"

Collie shook her head. "No, sorry, golf is not my game."

Duci sticks her tongue out at Collie playfully. "Sorry, people always look at me weird when I say that I cook." Sniffs indignantly, then blinks a few times at Princess. "Wait, golf" I only go to look good, and check out the boys." Girlsihly giggles. "Contribute" As in make food?" she tilts her head curiously at Princess.

" Yes of course. And we could even share recipes. Inside the kitchen I have a strawberry shortcake that was made by myself this morning." Princess Peach says, sipping her tea.

Duci twitches at the mention of strawberry shortcake, a muscle twitching in her jaw. "Oh..." deadpan, before she forces a smile. "Well, sounds lovely."

Collie grinned at Duci. "People look at me funny when I say my best cooking isn't done in a kitchen."

Raises her brows in surprise, looking at Collie with interest." Oh' That sounds like a good story." Cheshire grin returned.

" Oh, several of them." Collie assures, waggling her brows and stirred the concoction that was in the tall glass before her and moved to the patrons' side of the bar.

Duci giggles. "Ooh, I hope to hear all about them one day."

"Oh, you might, Duci, you might." An impish smile lit up her face. "Will I have to get you drunk first?" Wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

Collie held up her drink. You might not have to wait long for that."

"Woah, one of those days?" she asks, eyes widening slightly, though her lips twitch at the corners with a telltale smirk. Collie nodded. "Yeah. A couple of 'em on top of each other." Then she waves to Kate as she approaches

Blinks, staring at the sign Yejix put up that read "Vote Darcy or Die". Shakes her head. "I think I'd hurt someone if I got nominated." Sniffs indignantly before looking back to Collie sympathetically. "That sucks, hopefully from here it can only look up." Beams happily at Collie, before her gaze trailed off to Collie's acquaintance and she smiles in a friendly manner for her.

" Good to see you, Kate. Have you met Duci?" she gestured to the woman she was standing near. Kate nods her head. "Salve...but if you'll excuse me, I have a friend who needs taking care of."

Duci waggles a set og long fingertips in Kate's direction. "Hello! It's nice to meet you, Kate." Duci offers a cheeky smile, though she glances to Amber when she asks when the voting is. "No idea," truthfully. "Soon?" She's unhelpful, too. She nods, understanding. "Of course," Duci nods, gesturing for her to go ahead. She squints, looking back down at the lemon meringue. "I'm tempted to eat it. Would that be rude to give it to her partially consumed?"

Collie snickered as she heard Duci. "Bake another one."

Princess Peach waves to Ducii and co. "Goodnight. I have a long day ahead of me." And up the stairs she goes.

She squints again, considering Collie's idea. "Well...I could, you know..." Furrows her brows pensively, though she waves to the departing Princess. "Night."

Collie's tall drink had such a variety of liquors in it that in looked layered like a parfait. "Simple rule, Duci. If you're hungry, eat it.?

"Well, I think I'll take this to her now before I eat it." Devilish grin for Collie. "True, but I can cook at home." She slides off the stool gingerly, moving to grab the Tupperware. "Night ladies!" To the bar in general as she blows Collie and Tara kisses on her way for the door. And out she goes, humming, her sauntering figure headed toward Luks Condos.

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She headed back to Luks, and sauntered up the stairs complacently, juggling the pie and her clutch. Instead of stopping on her own floor, she went up an extra level. Sweeping past the roof garden, Duci pointedly headed for 501 and knocked firmly on the door.

Eris

Date: 2010-04-21 17:23 EST
In order for her to go the the Inn to have a drink, Eris would have to set foot outside of that brand, spanking, new condo. Nuh huh. Once she got herself situation, Eris locked the doors, turned on that smashingly, wonderful security system, closed the blinds and promptly took an all day snooze. Followed by a bubble bath using every scent available. Place smelled like tootie fruitie, lavendar, chocolate, rose and vanilla. From the warm security of the bath, she pushed all the buttons, abused the robotic butler by making him dance, even if not an intended function and had him bring her wine by the bottle until so snockered she couldn't see straight.

After joining the world of the semi-living again, Chinese take-out was delivered and consumed while surfing the channels on that beautiful television and then another bath. Of course, since a certain, winged irritation could no longer antagonize her at the drop of a hat, she'd deemed her condo a place of nakedness and peace. As she didn't plan on getting dressed anytime soon.

Had just settled down for another long, catnap when the knock sounded at the door. "He better not." In her rush to leave, Eris had conveniently forgotten to tell her nemesis she had moved. (In fact, he was still hanging around the old apartment putting two and two together. ) Eros couldn't have found her already! Thank goodness for the hologram, which almost scared her to death as she hadn't put the robe on all the way yet. "Stranger danger.." muttering to herself. Dare she open the door" What if it was Cupid in disguise"

Choosing to use the intercome function instead. "Delivery guy already came."

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-21 18:54 EST
"Delivery guy?" Duci asked, sounding affronted by such an idea. "I'm not a deliver guy! I'm your new neighbor!" Duci quickly got over her shock and beam up at the camera and batted her eyelashes girlishly. "I made you a pie! It's lemon chess meringue!"

Uncovering the pie, she lifts it up over her head so Eris can get a look at it. It does look rather scrumptious, but Duci's biased because she made it.

"You know, like a....welcome to the neighborhood kind of gift?" she adds hesitantly, wondering if her new neighbor was the Wicked Witch of the West.

Eris

Date: 2010-04-21 19:36 EST
Wicked Witch of the West' On a bad day, she could be pretty close. "I have neighbors?" In her mind, neighbors weren't above and below, they were on one side or the other. Maybe across the hall. No, no, this would never do. She didn't want neighbors. They're like stray cats. You pet them, they never leave! What to do' What to do' Pacing awhile seemed like the trick. Maybe tying the robe closed.

Wait. She cooks. This.,neighbor. Could be some use for that skill.

The door creeked open just a hair, one dark brown eye peeking out. "You really didn't need to go through all that trouble." Opening that door an inch further, now exposing one eye and a nose. "No one followed you right?" Scanning the halls for Eros. He can be very tricky. "Come in. Quickly." The door finally opening wide so Duci..if she dare..can enter.

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-21 22:04 EST
Being with any sort of proximity to Duci made someone a neighbor! She blinked a few times at the door, staring a little. "Um, yes. I live below you!" came her cheeky replied.

The Tupperware lid was replaced and she rocked back and forth on her heels while waiting. Abruptly, she stopped, peeking back at the peeking eye. "Oh," Duci beamed, "It was no trouble at all! I love cooking!"

She looked slightly confused, if she didn't think her Eris was weird before- she certainly did now, but she looked over each shoulder reluctantly in search of a creeper. "Um, no?" But she took her offered entrance and quickly slid in past Eris, Tupperware and all. "Ooh, yours looks even nicer than mine!" She admits, umber taking in the surroundings a moment before returning to Eris with a Cheshire grin.

"Hi, I'm Duci!" she beams, holding the pie out for her.

Eris

Date: 2010-04-22 19:19 EST
Thank the gods for people who love cooking. Helps who despise it manage to stay alive another day.

Eris was kind of wierd wasn't she" Paranoia. Happens when a trained Olympus special forces agent..aka Eros..is able to appear at any given time, any given moment, with no warning at all. She still wasn't fully convinced the security system was good enough to thwart the likes of Commando Cupid. "Do you have a penthouse too?" Giving one last look over her shoulder as Duci entered. The door promptly closed and locked. "I'm enjoying myself. It's quiet. I like quiet. Sorry for being so secretive. It's just that I have a friend who tends to come over all the time and overstay his welcome. " While it was true, was also a kind way of informing her neighbor that she was a very solitary being who did not welcome too many unannounced interruptions. At least in Eris mind the point was being made. Duci may not get it.

Don't pet the puppy. Don't pet the puppy. Didn't want the girl getting all attached. "Nice to meet you Duci. I'm Eris." Now what? They'd made nice. Were they to share the pie? Great, now she was on the hook to get her neighbor something in return. A neverending cycle.

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-22 19:52 EST
Duci wasn't sure what to think about this new neighbor. She usually tended to only see the positives, though. A beaming smile was given for Eris. "Yeah, I live right below you." Creepy, huh"

The blonde nodded, understanding Eris' point. "Yeah, I can understand that." Then she laughed slightly. "You sound like Xenia, almost." She could still remember Xenia speaking acidly about Alper whenever he'd stop by.

Yeah, that point about not liking unannounced visits" Completely over Duci's head. Of course that couldn't apply to her, that had to mean that one person she referred to. And maybe others; but not Duci!

"Nice to meet you, Eris! I'm so glad this place is finally starting to fill up a bit, it's been most dull around here, you know?" She twirls a golden lock around her finger absently, before strolling to the kitchen to set the pie down. Umber looked back to Eris as she twirled to face her, grinning again. "Don't worry about returning the favor, I can tell you don't cook. Why don't we just go get a few drinks one of these days?"

Eris

Date: 2010-04-22 20:16 EST
Below is sooooo not a neighbor in her mind. But that's ok. Everyone has different definitions. The whole visit was creepy. Really creepy. Would never say Eris has something against blondes but she doesn't really like them. Not that she thinks they're stupid, as is most common knowledge. Far from it. She thinks they're so stupid they're smart. If you play stupid good enough, everyone caters to your lack of mental capacity. Clearly Duci wasn't a moron. She'd baked a pie. But, the girl didn't 'get it' in reference to not stopping by on a whim. Yeah, was one of those. The kind with selective hearing. Don't want it to pertain to her so it was not said. Perhaps the most dangerous of all the unwanted drop-in guests. Eros knew he wasn't welcome. He made it known he knew. Yet he would still stick around anyway. Duci seemed the type to play clueless. Even when everyone else left and the lights were off. ..creeeeeepy.

"Do I have an accent?" Xenia had a very strong accent of some sort. Eris had no idea she had one as well. "You know, I really like dull. I go out when I want excitement. I stay home when I want peace and quiet. My life is so busy, I don't get enough down time..you know?" Hint number 2 being lobbed.

It's one thing to be a noncooker. Another to have it pointed out so bluntly. "How can you tell I don't cook?" Oh gee, no toaster, no coffee pot, a oven as clean as the day it was put in, no spices, no anything a thriving cooking space would have. The fridge was full of alcohol and chinese take-out boxes.

Ducii

Date: 2010-04-22 21:15 EST
Duci giggled into her hand girlishly. "Noooo, silly! I meant what you said, not your voice." As if that was obvious. "Oh," she said slowly, but didn't give away to her real thoughts. "Yeah, yeah of course. I understand. Busy and all." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, assuming Eris was alluding to having an affair or some wild guy on the side. The corners of her mouth ticked upward as she sauntered off for the door.

"It's just one of those things I can tell." Duci gave Eris a mysterious look before reaching for the door.

"Just let me know when you're ready to get some drinks, have a wild night out on the town, or something, you know. You know where to find me. Take it easy, and, you know...enjoy your down time." She used air quotes on 'down time', before letting herself out. "It was nice meeting you," she chimed over her shoulder just as the door shut behind her.

Eris

Date: 2010-04-22 21:53 EST
What's with the waggling brow thing" Got an itch. Wait..wait..what? Duci thought she'd be entertaining men in her down time" If it's down time, a man can't be entertained. Cause he's ..yanno..down. But anyway. Nooooo! She'd have to let a guy in the door first. They tend to stink up a place. Ugh..girl didn't get it at all. Gonna be rumored as the Madame of Luk's condo's ..or worse..the resident whore. Never open the door to strangers.

Dare she try to straighten the matter out. Her finger lifted, signaling a pause. "wait..ehm...ok..yeah, drinks..party. But I ..I don't.." and gone with the wind. Eris let out a long sigh, staring at the closed door. "Bye?.." Wasn't goodbye. Not all. She'd be back.