((OOC: Uh, it wasn't literal, Silk. It's his POV, so he's only speaking of his side of the conversation. I was leaving you room to write your side of the convo, if you so wished. Regardless, I'm going to play it as though it were just him speaking then.))<br/><br/>James sat at his desk, thinking deeply, trying to plan. Mum and Dad were out of the country for another week and a half, so they were a complete non-issue, unless a phone call came through or something - they'd just have to deal. Nobody else would come into the house at this time of night, unless he had ordered pizza or something, but he wasn't planning to. No, the only obstacle (besides his own nervousness, and maybe Angela's feelings towards him - but she wanted him! She wanted him like he wanted her, he just<em>knew it!</em>) was his baby sister, Sarah, currently nestled up on the couch in the living room and showing no signs of moving. What could he do?<br/><br/>If he knew Angela and Sarah, they had something planned for him - a cake of some sort, probably, an extra acknowledgment beyond what they had already gotten for him. So that was dinner, and dessert probably covered, and then Sarah would want to watch her favorite TV show, whatever that would be right now. Maybe he could get Angela some wine, and then - no, no. He wanted this to be special, to be absolutely without any kind of outside influence in anyway. No alcohol. But maybe they could just, kind of, talk together, while Sarah was watching TV. Nobody ever watched it with her anyway, except Angela if she was ironing or something in the main room, so she wouldn't care that she were alone. And Sarah had a whole two-hour block of whatever shows it was she liked, so that would be quite some time...<br/><br/>He sighed, loosened his tie. Where was Angela right now, anyway? He hadn't seen her since he had set foot back in the house. Curious, he got up and wandered back out to the lounge room, to see if she was there.