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[mnt_mike]

Mike doesn't bound down the stairs today. No, instead he sedately wanders down with a rather large covered basket under his arm. It looks something like a sewing basket. He takes a seat at an out of the way table, and begins to unpack various and sundry sewing supplies.

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[mnt_mike]

"I have. Grew up with the guy. Kind of hard to do that and not see someone.
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Oh you meant today. Sorry. Though, I do know he'll be at a Soiree me and Indy are throwing on Sunday. I'm sure you could catch up with him there."

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good. I am a soir kind of person, after all. Thanks for the invite; I'll see you there."

She touches him on the shoulder. "And we'll have to make that shopping date sometime, darling."

[mnt_mike]

"I think that can be arranged. Do I get a name with that standing invitation?"

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

She grins.

"Maybe on Sunday."

And just like that, she's gone. Dames, eh?