<div class="floatright">(http://i60.tinypic.com/naolh.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gracie Evans<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Gracie's apartment, evening<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Tank top, slacks, furry slippers<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>James<br/><br/>Gracie nearly spat out her food in response to James' announcement.  "Jesus, what's wrong with you?!" The girl could not help but exclaim, after he had walked into the room, dressed in the same manner as he had been when he first arrived in the world. "Good lord, do you mind? I'm trying to eat here," she added, as the man started to get dressed in front of her, keeping her gaze carefully averted, even if she could not stop herself from sneaking in a peek or two.<br/><br/>When James finally looked decent, Gracie glanced  back up from her bowl, shooting the man a disapproving glare at his comment about wanting to hug her. "The stuff in the kitchen still works, so you can use it to heat up your... whatever it is that you have for food." The girl had no idea what the items he had described to her earlier were, apart from the burger. "Just wash be sure to wash up after you're done," she added, shaking her head. James obviously had no idea how to behave in someone else's home, and Gracie felt the need to remind him in order to prevent her home from turning into a dump.<br/><br/>Whatever the man decided to do, Gracie paid no mind to him for the time being, finishing up what little remained of her food before taking a drink of water. Her appetite sated for the evening, gracie walked around her apartment, deciding what to do to pass the time. She half-considered using her game console, but eventually decided against it in favor of a movie. She still had electricity, and intended to take full advantage of it while she could. The girl put on one of her favorite movies, one of those feel-good romantic movies that lifted her spirits at the end of days like these, and settled back on her couch, with Toffee by her site, his head resting in her lap.