Room 222 - Sunday Afternoon

[surferboy_09er]

Dick had come back from getting his fortune told at the park in a fairly good mood. Sure, he was apparently destined to marry a rodent but there were worse wives out there than a squirrel. There'd be plenty of rum around at least. And they would probably be good dancers at the wedding. That was always good

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[marsheadtilt]

Veronica was more than happy to have a break from studying for her final, so she answered the phone pretty quickly, even knowing from her caller ID who was on the other end.

"I hope you're not calling to tell me that you're pregnant," she joked.

[surferboy_09er]

"You know, in this town stuff like that probably could happen and I don't appreciate you trying to jinx me."

[marsheadtilt]

"I would pay good money to see you pregnant, Casablancas," Veronica laughed. "So what's up?"

[surferboy_09er]

"So I was sitting around today pondering things like squirrel marriages and I couldn't help but remember how good you look in a dress and heels," Dick said. "You should really dress up more often."

Yeah, he was smooth.