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[seth_dot_com]

*He's got a room full of buckle boots, now. All sizes and shapes. High heeled, platform, calf high, knee high, thigh high. Have to have a great selection for the people who will be there. After all, you can't be sure of everyone's tastes

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[isis_dot_com]

Bustling in, Isis didn't look stressed, or that she'd been cooking at all... infact the kitchen was still spotless without the slightest hint of preparation. Wanding till she found Seth, she slid up behind him, arm around his waist, chin on his arm how goes?

[seth_dot_com]

I've got it all I think.

*He leads her around, showing her the things he's collected*

Does that look about right?

[isis_dot_com]

buckles! shoes! indians... lovely. whats with the hats?

[seth_dot_com]

Uh.

*he scratches his head. he looks at the hats*

I don't know.