<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/73/18/24/73182442d43ecdb61cc7f21568929edc.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Monet Bloom<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH401-8091<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Cauldronary Arts<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>September 3rd | Just after 8 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Nadine's Office<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Nadine, Alizarine<br/><hr/><br/>Almost as soon as Nadine patted her lap Monet sprung up, quickly settling back into her favourite chair with a happy grin. "Nope! I don't think rude people are ever pretty," She replied, grinning playfully as she couldn't help but take a little shot at least after what she'd witnessed.<br/><br/>With the compliment in the air, she wiggled her hips against Nadine, shrugging and feigning her best clueless expression. "I'm not sure, I have it written somewhere. I don't think I'm too busy though," She answered, wondering if her forgetfulness would get her told off. Monet was settled right against Nadine, wishing she could see those beautiful deep eyes but happy with her place. "I think we'd both clear any schedule to come see you, Momma Laveau," Monet teased, purposefully putting on a sultry tone for those last words. "What do I have to do to hear your idea?"