<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 -> Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Richard, Open!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Before she had the chance to walk off, Richard gently grabbed hold of her wrist and met her gaze with his, as he sincerely thanked her for hosting the reunion, expressing genuine appreciation for all that she had put into making the night possible. Juliet beamed back at him as he released her wrist. “No need to thank me.” She murmured back, still grinning broadly as she turned with a gesture behind her, toward the food.<br/><br/>As she meandered over to the buffet table, she thought about what he had said. About how he wouldn’t know what to do with himself even if he had a babysitter, how he wasn’t seeing anyone and had no friends nearby. She had tried to keep the frown off of her face when he revealed as much, but was sure that it shone through her countenance anyway. So much of his life was dedicated to Elisabeth, and now that she was gone, he had to start all over, with a broken family.<br/><br/>She couldn’t help feeling bad for him, no matter how much he disliked the pity of others. He was dealt a rough hand, that much was for certain. Now, if he was looking to start anew, he came with what some might consider baggage. Juliet preferred to think of it like he was a package deal; three for the price of one. Yet, if she were serious about it, could she really envision herself as the step-mother to twins?<br/><br/>Not that she was picturing a future with Richard - her cheeks flushed as that thought worked its way out of her mind - but, it was a scenario she had to picture.<br/><br/>After all, even Tanner had an ex-wife. He had been married before, while Juliet had only ever been engaged. Not that it was a competition about who was able to settle down first. That was hardly the concern. What was concerning was the harsh reality that she may never get the perfect future she had always dreamed of. Perhaps it was a pipe dream, after all. In this day and age, she supposed, maybe her expectations were too high and she was anticipating an unrealistic future.<br/><br/>As she took a plate from the buffet table and started to collect a few of the items she had wanted to sample, Juliet noticed the time after glancing at the clock on the wall. “Oh, shoot.” She murmured, then hurried to take the rest of what she wanted to try, and set her plate aside, making sure the waiters knew not to discard it as they came closer. It was time to announce dinner, so Juliet hopped to it, reaching the podium and speaking smoothly and clearly for her former classmates to hear.<br/><br/>Once that was handled, she stepped down and retrieved her plate, then made her way back to Richard. Unfortunately, their conversation had strayed slightly at the timing of it all. When she returned to the table they had been speaking at, Juliet set her plate down, then her drink, and pulled the chair out for herself. “Would you care to sit? Of course, if you had planned on eating with someone else, I don’t want to tie you down.” Double meanings were largely lost on Juliet, who was almost too innocent seeming to catch them.<br/><br/>After she sat herself down, Juliet started snacking on some sushi rolls, gesturing to her plate for Richard to share some with her, if he wanted. “So, I’m not sure that any real estate agents I know will be able to provide you with a babysitter and wine along with the house,” she giggled, reminded of how he had backtracked after saying that, admitting it sounded wrong. “But, I have a few contacts and all of their business cards. Just, not with me.” She inwardly scolded herself for not bringing her book of contacts. “I left it at home, but I’m more than happy to refer you to someone, if you just reach out to me.” She smiled quaintly, taking a long sip of her beverage.<br/><br/>“Oh, and you asked if I saw pictures of them.” She shook her head as she recalled their previous conversation, before they were essentially interrupted by the shift in time. “Not recently.” The last time she had seen them was at the wake, but she didn’t want to bring that fact up. “They’re two now, right? I bet they’re looking more like you every day.” She remarked, unsure if Richard was about to whip out a photo album of them, or not. A tilt of her head as she took another sushi roll into her mouth was the only indicator that she was struck with a certain thought, before she randomly shared.<br/><br/>“I’m pretty good with kids. They seem to like me.” She shrugged a shoulder, obviously not trying to inflate her own ego, but rather, sharing a factoid about herself that Richard may have not known.