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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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[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.

[He has no idea what any of that means, until the end.]

See, that's what I was saying. You should volunteer. I'm sure she'd love to get... name out there. And with you wearing her designs everyone would have to notice.

[She twirls and poses.]

You think so? If I start up this hairdresser business, it might even give her another leg up.

[A head tilt.] Yeah, it might.

[... He assumes. Because he doesn't really get it, but it sounds sensible.] So you're hitting it off without even meeting her yet?

[He sounds amused, and a bit relieved though.]

A salon is the sort of place everyone goes to gossip and talk about the latest trends. If I control that? I can influence where people go to get their clothes, dear.

[Grell grins and gives a girlish giggle.]

She's been fun and we're talking about designs.

[Laughs.]

I see. How devious.

Hm. Good. Maybe you can help her learn how to be more confident then.

Are you sure you want your girlfriend and your daughter getting so close? We may just conspire against you.

So long as you're both happy, I'll survive.

If it's a matter of making us happy....

[She strolls back over and leans in up against him, drawing circles on his chest.]

Be a model for us.

[Eyes narrow behind the sunglasses.]

I said happy, not delirious.

[Trolololol.]

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