Traveling in a car of luxury while heading back to Molly's house, Camille was starting to feel like she was in heaven.  She was starting to feel like she was really getting to know Molly but she hoped to find out more about the deep interior that was Molly as a person, not the Mayor.  Seeing the garage door opening up, she got herself out of the car after it parked and started to walk through the basement.  "It all right."  She remarked back seeing the cluttered up basement as they walked through.<br/><br/>Once inside after walking up the stairs, she was amazed at the openness that the den provided.  She noticed how clean and neat the den was and the windows provided just enough light to come in without worrying about being seen from prying eyes outside.  "Merci.  I will be waiting."  Camille replied back as she took a seat on the sofa.<br/><br/>Hearing the clicks of Molly's heels along the floor as she walked, she tried to get a small peek as to what was going on in the kitchen.  She was still wearing slacks and a blouse but these slacks were more meant for casual wear.  A dark blue jacket replaced the doctor's lab coat that she was wearing earlier.  She also had on a pair of black high heeled shoes so whenever she walked, she would also be making small clacking noises.<br/><br/>"I do.  Red is my favorite.  Merci beaucoup."<br/><br/>Gently taking one of the glasses from Molly's hand, her fingers inadvertently grazed Molly's fingers as she took the glass away and held it up as a toast.  "A toast... to the most amazing woman that has ever appeared before my eyes."  She started to move her hand forward she heard a small meow coming from underneath the coffee table.  "Who is this sweet kitty?"  She asked as she looked down below her and saw a pair of green eyes surrounded by totally black fur.  "You like to play, Mon Ami?"  She asked, feeling the cheek of Jack rubbing against her pant leg.  To Jack, that seemed to be his way of saying, "You belong to me too" as most cats do when they sense a very friendly figure.