<hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Arianna ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>Arianna managed to pull herself together, lifted her head, and watched the man prepare supper. It was almost as if she was watching the Food Network again. Where did he learn to cook like this, with such ease and what looked like accuracy. The smells from the food were enough to make Ari's mouth water, especially in her current state. Japanese cuisine was good, then again she thought a lot of things were good. Tonight though, it smelled amazing.<em>'He must really know what he is doing!</em>' she thought as she decided she should probably clean up for supper. Walking over to the kitchen door, Arianna removed her dirty apron and hung it on the hook next to the door. Taking a look at her clothes, only her knees were dirty, she managed to keep her skirt of getting too full of dirt this time.<br/><br/>She would definitely need a shower tonight. She paused as the man started to ask her a question, and then returned to the island in the middle of the kitchen, sitting on a chair on one side. "Food restrictions? No... not really. I'm not allergic to anything if that's what you mean?" she replied. With clean hands she went into the cupboard and pulled out plates. She walked over to the rather large kitchen table and sat the stack of plates down on top of it. One by one she daintily placed the plates parallel to the chairs. She counted, she needed a few more plates, and it looked like people might have to eat at the island. She had to pause for a moment as Charlie came in and blurted something out too fast for her medicated brain to understand and then ran out.<br/><br/>"I caught... none of that" and then as she was grabbing more plates Charlie was back and yelling to Lee downstairs. Lee was downstairs? That must have been who she heard shuffling about from before. "Wait... Lion dude?" Arianna looked at the cook and held a confused look upon her face.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Lee ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>Lee silently listened to Charlie as she continued to paint the symbol on the floor. She paused a few times to look at her sorority sister as they talked. It was apparent to Lee, that Charlie was upset when she mentioned making the symbol a statement, and to make sure no one could ever use it again. She then continued to paint the white on despite Charlie mentioning making it look like it was crumbling away. The least she could do was make the white pop some more for her. Lee startled after the few moments of silence when Charlie suddenly got excited over... laundry. Her hand jerked away from the floor, luckily nothing had smudged, not that it wouldn't be something she could fix.<br/><br/>Then suddenly, without much time passing, Charlie was no longer in the basement. Lee stood up with a sigh, looking at the symbol on the floor and then the white paintbrush in her hand. She walked over to the laundry room and the sink in there. Turning the cold water on, Lee used her palm to make sure she got most of the house paint out of the brush. Then afterwards she rinsed her hands and grabbed paper towel to dry off the brush and her hands. Walking back to put the brush away, she passed by the book that caused a majority of today's shaking events.<br/><br/>Lee bent over and scooped up the book, and then put the brush away. She stood for a moment examining the symbol and Charlie's work on making it look like it was crumbling away. Sighing her mind drifted to the book again, and she looked at what she held in her hands. Today was eventful to say the least, far more than most days held for the sisters. Sitting down, Lee idly opened the book and skimmed through the pages. She wondered what it would have been like to do this ritual and then actually find their perfect love. As the years had their toll on Lee, she had lost sight of her main goal in life, to just be happy and in love.<br/><br/>Men had proven over and over to her, as well as women, that Lee had bad taste in people. She thought that perhaps, love could conquer anything. It was clear, she was a victim of the Disney and fairytale mindset. The delusions of having someone perfect for you were always part of Lee's dreams. It had recently gotten to the extent where Lee was fascinated with anything romantic in her video games, attaching to the fictional characters of Alistair and Garrus Vakarian. She just wanted someone, without having to fight her way up the stream of life kicking and screaming. But as of late, life just continued to prove it's strength of it's river as Lee was often left feeling as if she had made no progress since high school.<br/><br/>Lee let out a heavy sigh as she flipped another page. Like most projects or things in her life, they never reached their potential or were never finished. That was something Lee had to come to terms with. Lee heard Charlie as she came down the steps. "Oh he's making supper already? That's very kind of him," she said still staring at the book with a solemn look on her face.