<strong> Bill Shea- Vivienne's House<br/>Date O'Clock</strong><br/><br/>Bill opened the door and walked in, slightly timid about walking into other people's homes, even when invited. He saw Vivienne in that adorable apron and couldn't help but have sinful thoughts in his head. It must have been from working at the brothel that seeing her made him imagine her wearing nothing but that apron.<br/><br/>"Well thank you." Bill smiled, holding the flowers in front of himself as he walked toward the kitchen. "These are for you, and you look quite beautiful as well. I brought something for your boy too, is he here?"<br/><br/>Bill walked into the kitchen looking wide eyed at the spread before him. Vivienne had gone all out in the cooking department. For a brief moment he pondered the two of them having pieces of pie before dinner, but knew that it would set a bad president with a young boy in the house. They could share the pie later, together, off... of eachother...<br/><br/>Perhaps this new job really was leading him into temptation.