[ Grell nearly chokes on her wine! Just the thought of William cooking for her is the sweetest thing...! This day really might send her little heart into overdrive, it's quite fortunate she's already died.
Pressing a napkin to her mouth, she's blinking at the other, across the counter - because, now, she can hardly believe that he's bringing that up.
Clearing her throat gently as she may, the redhead sits herself more upright. ]
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Pressing a napkin to her mouth, she's blinking at the other, across the counter - because, now, she can hardly believe that he's bringing that up.
Clearing her throat gently as she may, the redhead sits herself more upright. ]
I didn't at the time-- but, yes?
[ Does he intend to scold her, or...? ]