Stalker distraction - movies! (Cass, open) - Sunflower Beach

"And that's exactly how everyone wins!"

"Mmmhm" nod nod.
"Still, interesting choice on the toy. I wouldn't have guessed"

"So what's yours, then?"

She smiled and pointed, as best she could point with her toe, at a pair of red pashmina scarves currently neatly hanging over the back of a nearby chair. Perhaps not toys per say, but they counted as far as the blond was concerned.

"I bought some scarves, too," she giggles. "I haven't used them yet, though. I bet they're nice, though. Aren't they?"

Teddy bit her lip with a smile and nodded.
"Very" diiid she really need to say more?

"I think you're the cutest blond in town, Teddy. He's got your heart good... I can tell."

"Cutest blond in town?" the Caitiff laughed. "Really? Have you looked around this town? It's like a magnet on the rich and beautiful. I'm like the boring vanilla among all the Italian gelato" she poked her tongue out and giggled again.

"Everyone else is the boring vanilla, Teddy. Not you. You're special, so very special. Surely you've at least been told how amazing you are?"

"Yeah, well, Medwyn keeps making these wild claims that I am, but he's kinda biased" she grinned happily. "Then again, I haven't yet turned any of his clothes pink or pastel blue by accident, so he hasn't seen my really really baaaad sides"

"You know, he's telling you the truth," she smiled.

"You're biased too" came the ever smiling reply. "But I don't mind. I like being me, I can't be anyone but me, and I'm happy that you guys are okay with that" really, she was happy with who she was.

"Of course we're okay with it!" She smiled, tapping her shoulder. "We love you. So much. We love everything about you."

"I think Medwyn might argue otherwise if I should happen to mess up the laundry" she laughed, wholeheartedly so.

"It's just laundry," she giggled. "He'd get over it."

"Pink socks and light blue t-shirts!" the blond threw her hands up. "He'd look like he walked out of a George Michael videos from the eighties!" and oh would she pay if that happened.

"Just wash everything on cold!" She laughed a good belly laugh. "How do you think I keep all of my colors from running?" Because, let's face it, she wasn't so good at the laundry, either.

"Medwyn practically begged me to let him do the laundry. Had it been anyone but him I'd be inclined to think they were just trying to impress me. I honestly think though he just really really don't want his clothes turned pastel coloured" she laughed.

"They make products that prevent that sort of thing now, you know," she laughed. "I thought men in pastel shirts were all the rage right now anyway?"

"Look me in the eye and tell me that's sexy, I dare you" the Caitiff said with an arched eyebrow. The eighties were dead, let them stay dead!

"I never said it was sexy, I said it was in. Find the Toreador that brought back the 'vintage' 80's look and strangle them... Seriously. We'll start seeing people in suits from Miami Vice in another few weeks..."

"I'm asking Medwyn to get me a shotgun and rocksalt if that happens" the blond laughed again. "No one needs the Miami Vice suits back! No one!" Teddy giggled, wrapping her arms around her stomach as she rolled over onto her back again.

"OW! OW!! Maaaaaaan... You are a vindictive little minx, aren't you?! You'll take more than the awful off-white linen of the skin of the fashionably insane!" She was giggling, though. Now picturing Teddy as a zombie hunter.

Well of course she'd make a good zombie hunter, she even owned the zombie survival guide. Duuuh. Though at the moment she was busy giggling and rolling on the floor.

"HA! Now I have an idea for Halloween costumes..." Tee-hee.