<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9b/ba/7a/9bba7a3a858270d6cfc4843a15130712.gif)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Name:</span></span></strong>Valerie Hayward (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15293930#msg15293930)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Date | Time:</span></span></strong>Monday, September 30th | 2pmish<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Location:</span></span></strong>High Tea<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Outfit:</span></span></strong>Same as image + black dress slacks and strappy pink heels.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Mood:</span></span></strong>Delighted, excited, nostalgic, and distracted!<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Content:</span></span></strong>Like a kid in a candy shop!<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Tagging:</span></span></strong>Jack, Eliseo, Open<br/><hr/>The bewilderment that seasoned Jack's features was all the reply she needed. Somehow she had managed to miss her mark, and the girl found herself laughing it off awkwardly as she tugged curls. "Sorry, I just thou---" She trailed off when a second man approached them - or more so<i>her</i>if his greeting had anything to say about it.<br/><br/>For a moment she actually blinked between the two of them. Had Eliseo not looked directly at her as he spoke she might have actually thought he was talking to Jack. "Oh, wait, you're talking to<i>me</i>?" Surprised, both brows bounced high enough they were practically flirting with the fringe of her hair. Then a very unladylike snort managed to slip free as she stifled a laugh, and both her hands cupped themselves over her nose in embarrassment. "Th-the tea's great!" The flustered girl replied in a giggle, her cherry red face a harsh contrast against her pallid hands.<br/><br/>Which only glowed hotter as Jack excused himself, his parting comment probably hitting her harder than it had hit Eliseo. She nearly choked on her own tongue, suddenly realizing just how dorky she was acting. Jack was right, after all. She shouldn't fall apart like a giant, fluttery goofball at the first handsome guy that sauntered over and called her pretty!<br/><br/>"Excuse me," The girl exhaled, giving herself a chance to clear her throat and recollect herself before she entered the conversation again. This time with a plate of pastries she had collected held up in offering. "I take it the two of you are not on friendly terms?" She smiled, despite the meddlesome question. Thanks to her grandma, and her many not so related aunts, nosy should probably be her middle name.