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[Paperwork paperwork paperwork OH MY GOD NO. Grell slams her hands on her writing desk and flips the journal open.]

WILLIAM. We're going out. Now. No, don't argue. We're going.

To the rest of you, is there nowhere in this little bubble for a girl to find a proper hairdresser? Honestly, what have you all been doing?

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Mm...perhaps you can tell me of these causes in detail when you arrive? I'm practically wasting away for want of you, darling.

[Sneaks up on her... as best he can given the circumstances seeing as she's a shinigami and he's... Smoker. And he slips an arm around her shoulders, and a hand over her eyes to growl quietly in one of her ears.]

As a present I'll dress up in all the red you want. When's your birthday?

[Nfufu hello there, sweetie. She knew he was coming from the smell of his cigars, but she still acts surprised when the hand goes over her eyes.]

O-oh, you flirt♥

[She leans in against him, smiling.]

You know if you were going to gift yourself to me, I wouldn't mind if you weren't wearing anything at all.

Well, that is a lot easier to arrange.

[Back to blushing a little, but he's proud of just how much he has it under control. At least it's not his whole face.]

[She reaches up and takes his hand away from her eyes, turning around to put her arms up around his neck.]

Well, then I'll have to go for the harder route. I do enjoy a challenge. Although we don't really have birthdays, love. We're not like mortals.

Fair enough.

I guess I could surprise you with it then.

You know how I love surprises, darling.

[kisses his cheek]

[Blush blush blush, it's in public no less!]

Surprise it is then. But don't expect it any time soon or it will just take you even longer.

Nfu, I'm a-tingle with expectation. You do know how to light the fires of my heart, don't you~?

[Blushy grin.] Is it working?

Mmhm~ Like an arrow straight through my soul, darling.

[Oh god so much blushing.]

That much, huh? [Putting on his sunglasses now to hide some of those blushes sheesh.] Guess I should try harder more often. [And keep all that attention off Will onto himself damn it.]

Nfu, see? There are rewards for trying.

[She slips a hand up to take his glasses again.]

You don't say. [Smirks and grabs her hand to lace her fingers with his. He sees what she's doing there.]

[Boo, blocked. She smiles and brings their intertwined hands down, pulling his behind her and to the small of her back.]

Mmhm~ And now that I have you here, I wonder what we shall do~?

[Rests his big hand there with a slight grin. ~~For Smoker it's a grin, okay.~~]

What did you have in mind? Though I do really want to take you to meet my daughter. She's a fashion designer.

[All flirting stops dead at that statement.]

..............You have a what?

Adopted mermaid daughter. She's learning jitte from me.

[akdfj;ajf;aj why do you do this to her, smoker, she thought you had a daughter while you were gone in the two year gap orz]

Oh goodness, you could at least give me warning about that.

[She sighs and flicks his chest with one finger.]

And~? What is her name?

Sorry. [Blushes.] I forgot you wouldn't know. [And if she hadn't stopped like that he wouldn't have even realized what Grell would be thinking with the way he said it. Since he treats Keimi like his own despite the circumstances.]

Keimi. She's my little princess. [Not literally, but yes, he calls her that.]

[Keimi. ...Keimi.

...

Oh. Somehow, she's still a little jealous. Not of Keimi, exactly, but that Smoker gets to have a daughter already.]

The seamstress in competition with Passions, no?

Right. She's wanted to meet you for awhile so...

[A shrug and rubs the back of his neck.] I figure since you both know a lot about fashion...

Mm, yes, I believe we spoke earlier although I do not think she realized who I was.

[Grell lets go of Smoker and gives him a look halfway between amusement and exasperation.]

She's cute, but you really should instill a bit more confidence in her.

[Blinks. He didn't know she was lacking in confidence. Well, anymore than Tashigi.]

Yeah? [Head tilt.] Maybe it's what you were discussing? [Since this is the mermaid who's wound up inside of sharks six different times and nearly sold into slavery....]

Her designs, hairstyles, the usual girl talk, but if she's going to make it as a designer here, she needs to put herself out there!

[She steps back and tosses her hair over her shoulder, saluting him.]

Or use me as a model.

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