<div class="floatright">(http://www.u2mtv.com/files/actor/9/7/97f4b8ceb7d493913b51f5c63b8d03e9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Juliet Rhodes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847695#msg13847695)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Navy mini-dress and taupe, strappy heels (http://www3.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/Viacom+TCA+Summer+2016+azEUeWS62uXx.jpg) (wearing name tag)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom -> Snack Bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tanner, Evion, Richard, Open!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Apparently Juliet had powers that she was not previously made aware of. Just after interceding between the two, both Richard and Tanner apologized to one another. Hesitant, green gems flicked between the two as they each said their piece, and apparently, made their peace. Blinking at first Richard, then Tanner, she remembered to peel her hand from his chest after a moment too long, the apples of her cheeks faintly rosy.<br/><br/>Suddenly needing a bit of refreshment, Juliet hung her head to sip on the straw that sank between the ice cubes of her non-alcoholic drink. Before the lull that was created between the three of them could fester for too long, Tanner suggested that they all go out for breakfast tomorrow, at his Cafe. Juliet's smile formed, then widened, as she licked her lips to collect any remnants of her Shirley Temple.<br/><br/>"You already forgot about the complimentary breakfast here?" She asked innocently, with her head tilted to the side.<br/><br/>Then again, the offer of Eclairs and hangover cures did sound better than the rather standard breakfast they likely had at the hotel. "Tell you what," her hand raised, but hovered in the air, as if she was just realizing how she needed to stop touching him, before it started to look like that's all she was trying to do. "How about you make a call and ask for some catering items to bring here and serve tomorrow with breakfast." Her hand lowered and her hip popped slightly where she stood. Hm, maybe event planning wasn't out of the picture.<br/><br/>"I've still got some leftover money in the Alumni budget, and if it costs more than what I have saved, I can always dip into my own wallet." The smile that she flashed was not as warm as her others throughout the night. Money was, after all, the source of many people's problems. Juliet glanced to Evion, who was checking his phone, considering no one was speaking to him at the moment. A pouting face was made to Tanner then, as if to suggest that she was sorry for interrupting them.<br/><br/>"Anyway, come find me before the night is over and let me know if that works." She stated simply, though maybe Tanner caught that there was hopefulness to those words; hopefulness that had a lot more to do with them speaking, than the food he may supply tomorrow.<br/><br/>Turning back to face Richard, she shook her head as he thanked her for keeping him calm. Honestly, he seemed more calm than Tanner during their exchange. "You didn't even need me," she waved a hand in the air, disregarding his gratitude with a polite smirk. Getting back to their conversation, Richard denied the claim that he may have been a helicopter parent, expressing that it was a miracle to simply make it into bed at night. "Aw, it sounds like you could really use babysitters more often." She suggested. "Or, more wine?" Juliet chuckled, knowing that almost all of her Facebook friends who were parents, made jokes about and shared memes about wine being the only way to get through parenthood.<br/><br/>He complimented her after she mentioned planning the reunion in her spare time, which only made her shake her head. "Well, I've recently had a LOT more spare time." She confessed. "So, it was actually nice to have this distraction." But now that it was coming to a close, she wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. Search for another distraction? Or cope and try to find a new normal? She sighed smally, but shook her head and perked her shoulders. It wasn't fair for her to bring all of that baggage with her to the reunion - in fact, it was the last thing she wanted to do. Juliet was here to make memories. To relive the best years of her life, with peers she had lost touch with.<br/><br/>Richard was quiet after she asked him how he'd been. It was likely a question that many others would avoid asking him, for fear of upsetting him or reminding him of his grief. But Juliet genuinely wanted to know his answer. Beyond that, it was probably something he didn't talk about on a daily - or even weekly - basis. How often was he going out and speaking to others? How much would his two year old twins understand? She nodded somberly, encouraging him to continue when he admitted that things haven't been easy.<br/><br/>Thankfully, whether it was true or not, Richard expressed that he had started feeling like they were coming out the other end of their tunnel. Not that every day was easy, or even bearable. Richard sighed and rested his glass on a nearby table, then revealed that he was looking to move closer in time to start his new job at Westwood. "Oh, wow! That's great, congratulations! And, if you need any help with that, I have a few Real Estate contacts that I could share with you." It sounded so formal. Juliet wrinkled her nose at herself, then placed her glass down on the table as well. "If you need help with anything, don't hesitate to ask." Her words were sincere, it was clear. "I know people offer that and don't really mean it. But I do, Richard."<br/><br/>With a glance at the food, she realized that the time was passing by a little too quickly for her liking, and she had yet to sample any appetizers. "Let me grab a quick bite before it's all gone. I'll be back." She grinned to him, then pointed at the seat her drink was perched in front of on the table. "Don't let anyone take my seat!" She happily announced over her shoulder, a giggle emitting before she made her way to the food.