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[leplusbeau]

Fleur is lounging about in a shirt with one button again.



Naughty witch having a one line entrance post. Very very naughty.

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[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

Jack is at a table writing.



...how naughty of his mun.

[leplusbeau]

Naughty mun, naughty naughty! You deserve a smacking!



But Fleur eyes the new person instead. "I...do not know you?" Is this an ex-boyfriend she forget to call and say she was married? ...whoops!

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

Jack looks up.

Jack stares.

"Um. No. You don't. Sorry."

[leplusbeau]

She shimmers and bats her eyes.

"Non? You are sure? Your nose iz very familiar. Did you sit for George? He alwayz lovez--" large phallic objects "--well sculpted facez."

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"...............I beg your pardon?"

[leplusbeau]

Shock face! English must be his second language.

"You." Point. "Model..." She trails off then pops the only button on her top and shakes our her hair before posing pin-up girl style on the bar. "For George? Pour George? Para George? Für George?

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"I-I-I-I...no."

[thecoolone]

She might be a princess.

She might be a queen.

She's definitely his.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a spare button and holds it out for her. "Need one of these?"

[leplusbeau]

Fleur giggles, wraps a leg about his hip, and an arm about his neck.

"Are you hinting?" Even as she nuzzles his jaw.

[thecoolone]

"I never hint." His hands play with her hair: she's irresistable.

He loves her so.

[leplusbeau]

She giggles again. "Nooooon, you are a man of action. Very forceful action."

She taps the button with the tip of her wand and it stitches itself in place. Now she as two buttons! "I wonder how long thiz will last."

"Sit and tell me how thingz went today!"

[thecoolone]

He takes a seat, tugging at her arm to join him. Bill rests his elbow on the table, his chin on his hand. "I spoke to the goblins."

Taking Fleur's hand in his, he gives it a squeeze. "They said they'll have me back, and they said they need me in Egypt. But they want me there soon, or else the deal is off." Bill studies his wife's eyes. "So I ask you: what do you want us to do? I won't go without you."

[leplusbeau]

She thinks. "Full time? We live there? Are they giving us a house or do we have to pick our own?" She is making a budget in her head. She was a banker, you know.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

There was a 'tch!' of a tongue being clicked against the roof of a mouth from over near the fireplace where someone's grandmother was lounging.

She pointed her walking stick at Fleur, "You need a better tailor miss." It was possible, maybe, that she was trying not to smile. Her eyes were certainly twinkling merrily.

[leplusbeau]

She blinks innocently.

"But iz custom Dior, grand-mère. They stitched onto me. Too many buttonz?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

She very nearly chortled at that, "Ah, that's alright I suppose. If that was the point."

[leplusbeau]

"Sex iz the point. Sometimez the simplest and primal thing iz the best seller." She giggles. "Love my work."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_estsanatlehi_/]

She chortled again, thumping her stick on the floor, nodding, "And work is always best when you do something you love."

[leplusbeau]

Now her eyebrow is raised.

"Oh? Wise wordz, grand-mère. Doez that mean you were a stripper when you were my age? Or a nude model?"

She can't help it all her good rolemodels liked to be naked!

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Bernard's around.

So is Anthony.

The Barman sees Fleur faffing about with nearly no clothes on, and rolls his eyes, grinning.

Anthony just stares blankly.

[leplusbeau]

Baby sees enough nipples. What are a few more?

"Hello little one! How are you?" All very carefully said because good english is important. "And 'ello! You are going him a tour?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

"Nah," Bernard replies, hitching the infant up a little further on his shoulder. "Giving his mum a break. How are you, besides mostly naked?"

Anthony just stares and drools.

[leplusbeau]

"Moving to Egypt."

She's making silly faces at bebe!

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

"...You're shitting me."

[leplusbeau]

"Only on Tuesdayz. You know that. Bill got hiz job back there. And, after...thingz 'ere, he doez not have as strong an urge to work in field in London. We shall be very modern and jet setting!"

Now she's trying to secretly play with Anthony's fingers. Tiny, wrinkly pink things are interesting little things!