<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/61/Serena_por8.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=226980.msg11163064#msg11163064)</div>Serena leaned back a little in her chair, her hand still running along the champagne flute in an almost casually lascivious motion before taking another sip. She grimaced at the "Pimps and Ho's" mention. "Oh Amanda, contenance, s'il vous plaît. These dignitaries do deserve a bit of respect," but her scolding look changed quickly to an impish grin as Serena never really managed to stay serious for long as she continued, "no matter how stuck in the mud they are. As long as they give us their hardly earned money to do good..."<br/><br/>She turned to Alison with a sweet smile as she backtracked: "Rick's that blond guy who looks like younger Danny DeVito. But he's a sweetheart, if you remind him of it occasionally... and he likes to get Arthur's business..." she shrugged leaving it open if he was actually ever going to get it.<br/><br/>"Now back to topic... how about inner city sports as a theme? I mean the proceeds are going to inner city projects. And it would be fun to see what people make out of it..." She grinned towards Alison as she continued "Perfect chance to get that slutty cheerleader outfit out of the closet again." Serena wasn't really sure what she'd wear. Considering that her husband was going to be there it could not be too revealing. Maybe just her regular, tight workout clothes.<br/><br/>She looked around the restaurant changing the topic again "When are they going to bring the food? I am starving."