Date

[tarawilson]

Yes. I have a date. Will wonders never cease

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[franklyyours]

Frank enters the posh offices of Crane, Poole and Schmidt. He looks around at all of the suits and is glad he wore his black Armani suit with a dark, midnight blue shirt. He still looks like a rocker, but at least a properly dressed one.

Walking through, he looks about for Tara, but does not see her. However, he does see an office with the nameplate for Alan Shore on it, and since she is his assistant, he decides to sit in one of the chairs outside of the door and wait.

[decca_crane]

*I notice him as soon as the elevator doors open. The deposition in my hands immediately forgotten, I stare open mouthed as this...this gorgeous man walks by my desk. Not walks, exactly. He moves like a panther. I feel my face get warm as he passes by and casually glances my way. I think he nods, but everything seemed so slow and dreamy. He's over at Alan's and I have...to...stop...looking.

[franklyyours]

Frank waits about 10 minutes, noticing the hot girl looking at him behind the desk. He gets up and comes over to her, sitting on the edge of her desk and leaning over to smile.

'Hey, cutie, I am looking for Tara. I understand she works for some slimeball named Shore. Am I in the right place?'

She looks familiar to him, but he can't place where.

[decca_crane]

*He's coming over. Oh my God. I can't do anything but just stare, like a deer in the headlights.*

Um - *Compose, Decca* Y-yes. You are correct that Shore is a slimeball - and you are in the right place.

*My, but those headlights have a warm glow. Pretty lights*

You're here to see Tara? Are you a client of Mr. Shore? Perhaps I can help, if you're here to deliver or collect something.

*I tilt my head a little, trying to remember something. Now that he's here, looking down at me - he looks...*