<em>~ Nicci, heading for the pyjama party in Mari's room ~</em><br/><br/>Nicci felt over dressed as Mari opened the door, as she was the only one still in her evening clothes, but maybe she'd slip to her room in a moment and get changed too she thought - so she too could be comfortable.  She liked the idea of peeling off that outer presentable skin and just being herself with them both.<br/><br/>Nicci smiled back at Mila, Mari seemed so full of confidence and so openhearted.  Nicci wondered if part of it was because Mari had grown up in a big family, it wasn't until she herself had gone on shoots that she'd shared bathrooms and dressing room spaces with other girls and got used to the noise and the lack of privacy.<br/><br/>She passed Mila her hot chocolate, and waited to see the look on her face when she took the first sip.  That was the best part of cooking or making treats for someone else she thought, that look - the flavors caressing the tongue, and when it came to having the best ingredients like these - often that slight surprise, the almost sensual joy of your taste-buds being lit up with pleasure.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah, I've got to agree with you there Mila, they are all of them quite something. So different too don't you think.  But I was thinking about it earlier, I'd been worried that three strong men may have trouble getting on with each other, but now I wonder whether their differences are exactly what might make this work. Like three different shaped jigsaw pieces coming together to form one whole picture."