how lawyers spend their days off [for alan_shore]

[victoria_gray]

To suggest that I have the maturity level of a teenage girl would not be entirely untrue. But I don't care. I live in my own world and I do what I like. And days like this simply call for a party. Alan's my favorite partner in crime. He's buying me presents and coming over. (Belated birthday presents.) I'm sufficiently stoned already though, so I'd

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[alan_shore]

Shopping for birthday gifts in an hour and a half is an impossible proposition, especially since Alan is easily given to distraction. All potential gifts must be thoroughly inspected, any interesting trinkets toyed with, and...well, everyone knows balloons are endlessly fascinating. In the end, he returns to the hotel two hours later with three neatly wrapped gifts (each with one or more bows) and an assortment of balloons. It's to hotel staff's credit that they don't so much as bat an eyelash at any of this.

He can't very well carry the flamingo costume, so he leaves it in his room for the time being and, shifting the balloons to one hand and balancing the gifts on the corresponding knee, he manages a knock on Victoria's door.

[victoria_gray]

Victoria was asleep. Knocked out cold in one of the cream colored chairs near her table. She jumped, assuming she'd heard a knock and called, "Hello?"

[alan_shore]

"Victoria? It's Alan." She sounded groggy. "I come bearing gifts."

[victoria_gray]

She jumps up and gets the door for him. She opens it smiling. "Gifts!" is all she could manage.