<blockquote><div><cite>Kruft wrote:</cite>He kissed her neck softly, smiling. "Yeah. I don't think I could get into it properly, it's just a bit too...out there for me." He grinned. "I'm boring." He laid his head on the pillow for a moment, eyes closed. "Uh, listen, there's somethin' kinda big comin' up. I haven't gotten around to telling Ptricia yet, but I got a call from someone who was at our last gig, and they're with the label Hammerhead-which I found out is the metal division of Repluse, which brings us that much closer." His grin grew even wider. "Best part is, they want us to open for Motorhead on their next tour."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"That's cool!" Fiana exclaimed, beaming, and gave him a one armed hug (the other being unable to reach sufficiently across her belly) "You really are on your way to the big time! And it couldn't happen to a tastier... I mean nicer guy."<br/><br/>Then she looked slightly less enthused. "I just hope, when you're triple platinum, with dozens of girls lining up just to be near you, you'll still remember boring little old me."<br/><br/>&&&<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Reizu wrote:</cite>Reizu turned to look at the rabbit, the bouquet still in his hands. "Ah, Ms. Babs. It is great to see you are also well. And embracing youthfulness." The wolfeasel dared not lower the flowers that blocked his lower vision. "May I recommend clothes at the most? Perhaps a robe?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The rabbit giggled. "Why, it's not like there isn't anything here you haven't seen, or for that matter chewed, before. I was just coming up to sleep with Ptricia."<br/><br/>"We can sleep later. I want to see what's in his package." Ptricia replied.<br/><br/>"It's quite satisfactory..." Babs responded. "I know from personal experience."