Aaron's Flat

[Holly Palmers]

*smiles stupidly*

Really? Um...well I don't know, nothing really. I guess all that worrying about Sebastian and unpacking has giving me one of those glows.

*nevertheless, pulls a bit at her hair and brushes the dust from unpacking off her clothes*

[Aaron Tayllore]

*leans his elbows on the counter, watching with great pride the noodles that were boiling in the pot - that is, until he remembered he had to stir, whereas he jumped up and got a spoon, plunking it into the pot with a clang and began to stir them with extusiasm*

Yeah, you look... *gives her a "I did not forget" look*

...like you've been up to something.

[Holly Palmers]

*realizes what he's getting at, but has a stupid smile on anyway*

Oh yes, that's right. I went house calling, I thought I told you? Visiting friends, though I got my head bit off the whole time I was there.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*walks over it to, getting as close as possible and touching his nose to hers*

*sings* You talked to Valley....

[Holly Palmers]

*taking the opportunity to smooth down his hair*

And so I did, do yo have anything to say about it? Hmmm? *she muses back*

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*sends Malvolio with Holly's letter, hoping, yet not hoping, that Holly is there for the moment*

Dear Carrots,

I'm going to be in France for a bit. "A bit" is vague, I know. If our master calls for us could you give him a responsible excuse? I've always admired your knack for falsehoods, I can only stretch the truth at best. Feel free to embellish, go wild.

Your boyfriend doesn't begin to deserve you... Nor do I.

Speaking of Tayllore, I think I really will send him an armoire. He really needs one. I hope it won't be too big for his place? That would be embarrassing.

Ever yours,
Sebastian

[Holly Palmers]

*receives the letter and looks concerned for a moment, until she reads the middle and end and nods in agreement, looking back up at Aaron*

Hm? What were you saying?

[Aaron Tayllore]

*glares at her with the sudden urge to snatch the letter out of her hands, but doesn't*

I said very clearly that you had talked to my sister. You have haven't you?

[Holly Palmers]

Yes. *adds some edge to her voice*

And I got a message from her for you. So...it was worth it, if you are going to start down your list of dangers again.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*scowls and starts banging around with pots and pans again, replying gruffly*

No, go ahead and relay it if you will. I'm not angry, I promise.

*gives her a rediculous fake/huge smile pose before going back to the clanging and crashing about*

[Holly Palmers]

*speaks over the din*

If you want to meet up with her, she'll be around the Flourish and Blotts next week. I suggest you take the chance as well.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*nods tiredly and dumps the cooked noodles into a collinder in the sink*

Sounds super, wanna come with? It's sure to be just delightful.

*gets out two bowls and some forks, the bulk of his dish set, before going back to the pan on the stove and poking the (canned) sauce around a bit*

[Holly Palmers]

*cocks her head to the side*

I can't tell...was there any sarcasm in that last bit? Do you really want me to come? You're gonna have to promise not to make it awkward for me.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*smiles sadly at her*

I'm serious, come. I won't purposely make it awkward, I promise. But it's gonna be awkward for me anyway so no guarantee.

*dumps the finished meal into bowls and hauls it over to Holly, placing everthing down on the book table*

Enjoy love.

[Holly Palmers]

*brings her bowl up to her*

Um, you might just be the most amazing person ever.

*takes her first bite*

No, that's a fact.

*laughs, sticking her fork in the pasta*

So where did you learn your domestic skills? I can't imagine you'd be one to follow your mum 'round the kitchen.