To see an opera

[sunbaked_baker]

(Up in her room, Rae gets ready.)


When Sunshine comes down the stairs, today, she may not look wholly like herself. The baker is usually seen in the bar wearing bright t-shirts or sweaters, with colorful jeans and sneakers, her hair up in a ponytail or held back by a likewise colorful kerchief. One colorfully casual customer.

Today her hair is down, tumbling about her scarred shoulders in loose waves of red, and what she wears is not her normal style at all.

She takes care with her steps, and not just because of the silver heels that grace her feet. As she moves down the stairs, Rae consciously straightens her spine against the fluttery nervous feeling in her stomach, and hopes it will soon pass.

This is going to be an enjoyable outing. Rae refuses to let her feelings of self-consciousness mar it.



(ooc: Sunshine will likely be out of the bar for a while after this, so any and all threads are welcome, but will be millitimed to before her thread with Hannibal Lecter.)

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[runningred]

"Me? Do something stupid? Now why ever would you think that?" He grins brightly. "Have a great night. I'll be here when you get back and you can tell me all about it."

[sunbaked_baker]

"Noooooo idea," Rae laughs, teasingly. "It's just some strange feeling I get, from the fact that I've actually met you."

Yup.

"I'll see you later, Jay. Have a good night." With a smile and a little wave, Rae steps away into the crowd of the bar room, off to look for Dr. Lecter.

[runningred]

Jay laughs and watches her go, glad to see her so happy.

{ooc: aww! Love these two!}