well I liked the idea of the catering

[mementosola]

[So. Here we are. Somehow, a common baker ended up catering for the Prince's birthday. It's a huge public to-do because Prince Haruhi will take literally any excuse to throw a huge party and run with it, but it means it's probably a nightmare for security.

Hisoka's still not sure how her life came to this. SHe's fidgeting with the very nice, froofy (borrowed) dress she's in and triple-checking everything and generally being a ball of nerves during the final checks before the party starts.

Clearly the person responsible for this should show himself.]

Comments

[withoutmercy]

If it helps, I plan to give you a solid refutation to that first bit tonight?

[Damn, Retsu. He'll glance at her.]

I'm ready whenever you are, I just figured you wanted to eat first.

[mementosola]

...Wow.

[She can't help but laugh, but. If he's going to be like that, she's just going to pull him across the table to make her point. ...By kissing him. And from the looks of it, despite what she's said, she's done this before. Just...not a lot, clearly. She figures it conveys her answer well enough.]

[withoutmercy]

[Well, he is more than eager to kiss the hell out of her, if she's going to open like that, but, he isn't going further than that. Seems like something bugs him.]

Mmm... not in here.

[Seems he cares about not making a mess.]

[mementosola]

Alright.

[She'll sit back up, and stand up. ...And automatically clear the plates and starting to put away any leftovers. Look it's ingrained. :c]

...I suppose I should show you where the bedroom actually is, huh?