*receives a letter from Miril in strangely simplistic sentences requesting that she try out for stripping*

Well... it is something of a family tradition...

*heads over to Caranthire's to see when Miril would like to try out*

*marches a pair of rather queasy-looking twins back to Caranthire's*

*knocks on the door*

*hears an upset Lindorie return home*

Sweetheart? What's the matter?

Uhm...

Curvo?

How would you feel about... well... CelebrimborlookingafterMirowhilewegoaway?

*brittle grin* :D

*feels pretty bad about concussing her pseudo step-son*

*goes out and finds a bottle of expensive wine and sets off to find Celebrimbor to apologise to properly*

Uhm, Curufin?

I kind of concussed your firstborn... :S

*staggers home with Anaire after an all-nighter and a teensy confrontation with Fingolfin*

*feels a hangover starting to develop, growing more vengeful wtih each step she takes*

*reaches the door to Feanor's and fumbles with her keys and manages to drag herself indoors*

Curvo? Feanor?

Is it okay if Anaire stays with us for a few days?

*busies herself around the club while it's quiet, tidying up and taking stock of booze, costumes and the like*

*chews thoughtfully on a cigar as she marks notes down what's needed for the next stock order*

*puts an announcement in the paper*

Wanted.

Male Strippers.

See Mirime at the Hard Cock Cafe for further details.

*works on the accounts for the club*

*finds her mind wandering*

*can't helping sort of maybe slightly pondering getting re-married*

*shakes her head and puts the thought out of her mind, not wanting to freak out Curvo*