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[cantblameagirl]

[Vala has been eating this flood up, watching people get schmoopy or snarky. But now she's bored, and would like to, you know, star in the movie instead of watch it. It's just not fair, she never gets to be in the show.]

Honestly, is it too much to ask for a dozen roses? Or chocolates? Because I certainly wouldn't say no to either.

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

Yes, but a little bit of rain to clear the dust is always appreciated.

I'm sure you'll be plenty grateful.

[cantblameagirl]

I suppose. If only the CES could do a nice beach somewhere.

I'll be waiting!

[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

It'd be raining on the beach for sure.

Where should I find you?

[cantblameagirl]

Exactly.

Level seven, room eleven!

spamming you aaaaaaanyway.

[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

A shame that doesn't have the same ring in French.

I'll be there.

[Aaaaaaaand, he is, a few minutes later, knocking, then waiting expectantly. He has some tatty roses he's found around the Barge in his hands.]

Spaaaam! \o/

[cantblameagirl]

Oh. Do they change the name of the stores, too?

[Vala's swinging open the door with a big grin on her face. Until she sees the tatty flowers. Oh. Well. She'll try not to look too disappointed.]

Those are...almost lovely, thank you so much, um...?

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

Best I could do at such short notice. [He shrugs and hands them over. His taste in flowers is just a little off anyway.]

And Jean-Claude Clapet. You are?

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[cantblameagirl]

[She takes them with a smile that would be hard to mistake for excited.]

It's really very nice of you, Jean-Claude. [She's planning to dump them once he's gone.] Vala Mal Doran. [And she holds out her hand to shake.]

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

[Clapet isn't too bothered by her lack of enthusiasm for them, and shakes her hand.]

Least I could do for someone like you, Vala. [He's slightly sleazy. Slightly.]

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[cantblameagirl]

[She's knows sleazy. It works out.]

Someone adorable and lovely like me?

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

[He smiles that sleazy smile of his,]

Exactly my point. Exactly.

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[cantblameagirl]

I love when people see eye to eye with me on that. It's such a let down when they don't. But I notice you didn't bring chocolates.

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

[He paused. He'd given all the chocolate he could find to the Goddess. She was the Goddess...]

Sorry. They were a little more difficult to get my hands on. I do apologise.

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[cantblameagirl]

[She pursed her lips in a vague pout and shrugged.]

I suppose I can forgive you. Eventually.

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

[He gave her a slight helpless shrug]

I did bring you flowers. Surely that makes it up to you.

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[cantblameagirl]

It helps, at least.

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[453gof-flesh.livejournal.com]

[He gave her a slight skeptical look] I'd like to see anyone else put the effort in I did.

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[cantblameagirl]

[She shrugged, mouth pursed again.] No one has, yet. I'm very grateful?