<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/67/cb/e7/67cbe7a6d3b99a13501925532d0b7932.jpg)</div><hr/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Character</strong>: Lucille "Luci" Boivin</li><li><strong>Location</strong>: The St. Clair Residence</li><li><strong>Tagged</strong>: Everyone, Thomas, James</li><li><strong>Content:</strong> HOA meeting</li><li><strong>Wearing:</strong> Skeleton hands and a mini skirt (https://d2fzf9bbqh0om5.cloudfront.net/images/289671/search/black_skeleton_hand_print_tulle_panel_layer_dress_ca0777_choi_dresses_4.jpg?1444598230)</li></ul><hr/><br/>Luci watched the handsome older man pour two glasses of some dark liquid, she was sure it was alcohol. Raising an eyebrow, she took the glass and sniffed it. Taking a small sip, she looked around the office. It was well decorated, especially for a males office. Which usually only held a desk, a chair, and some photo's of his wife. Which seemed oddly missing from the good looking room. It made her wonder slightly if his wife and him were having problems.<br/><br/>"Thanks," she said as she finished taking a sip.<br/><br/>Moving to a plush chair in his office, she sat down. Her legs crossing and she looked up at him. "Well, I don't think anyone here is going to do a bake sale," she smirked slightly at the thought of the wives here trying to get the best pastry chef to make 'home made cookies'; "What about something like poker. Or maybe craps. Something that makes people spend money while having a good time. Might cost a bit to do, but, you could probably make that after the night was over," she spoke as she swirled the liquid in the glass; bouncing her leg slightly.