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[color=00F8FE]Time: Morning
Location: Papa Edin’s big important tea party!
Interactions: Mina [@Tae], Alexander [@FunnyGuy] and Dutchess Edwards[/color]
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[color=9FA1A4][color=00F8FE]“You want to help me?”[/color] He asked Mina, sounding more surprised by her offer than was probably polite. [color=00F8FE]“Yes, wonderful. I’ll take all the help I can get.”[/color] Callum wasn’t expecting this much help, but here was Alexander, offering the support of Black Rose with an auction, and Mina, offering to help talk to people and throwing out more ideas. 

[color=00F8FE]“A date auction...”[/color] Callum repeated the idea. [color=00F8FE]“How about we change things up a bit, put all the control in the ladies' hands, and make it a bachelor auction?”[/color] He suggested, he was banking on Edin hating that almost as much as he hated suggesting it. Because he was going to have to participate, it was his idea, it would look bad if he didn’t participate. [color=00F8FE]“And we’ll have our first backers as the hosts.”[/color] He added agreeing with Alexander. They were both charming and seemed the perfect choice for the task. 

[color=00F8FE]“I'll leave you to think on it, we can rally a few more and hash out the details. But I’ve taken up enough of your time for now, enjoy the afternoon.”[/color] Once he had excused himself from Mina and Alexander, he turned his attention to the set of eyes that had been glaring a hole into him. He needed to duck out of here soon, but surely he had time for one last stunt. He glanced towards where Wulfric had been sitting and saw that he was now on his way to pick up his weapons. Even better, Wulfric was on his way out. 

Callum approached Dutchess Victoria’s table with a wide smile. [color=00F8FE]“A collection of Caesonia’s finest, all at one table. Duchess Petit, Count and Countess Monet, may your day be as lovely as you all are.”[/color] [color=00F8FE][i]Or as rotten[/i][/color] He addressed everyone at the table before Dutchess Edwards, intentionally. [color=00F8FE]“I’m now in charge of a charity event, and I’m looking for support from our most generous nobles. Zivitas smiles upon those who smile upon others.”[/color] He kept smiling, saying all the things he assumed he was supposed to say. He paused, pretending to just now notice Victoria Edwards among the group with a look of surprise. 

[color=00F8FE]“And Dutchess Edwards, I almost didn’t see you there.”[/color] He took a couple of steps closer. [color=00F8FE]“The same to you, of course.”[/color] He bowed before continuing to crouch down and begin to untie his shoes. 

[color=00F8FE]“What a lovely day, and I can’t think of a better way to spend it,”[/color] he paused, finished messing with his shoes, stood back up, and slipped his feet out of them. [color=00F8FE]“Than feeling the earth beneath my feet.”[/color] He knew he shouldn’t, but this act of chaos wasn’t for him. He took off his socks and stuffed them into his shoes before nudging the shoes close to Dutchess Edwards. [color=00F8FE]“Would you mind watching these for a bit?”[/color] He asked, as innocently as he could, as if there was nothing weird about being barefoot at the tea party. 

[color=00F8FE]“Can I fetch anyone some cake or more tea? You really must sample what Mr. Turner brought, his cakes are truly the best in the city.”[/color] He offered. And it was a shame that Ari wasn’t here, because this was entirely for her. He was sure she’d hear about it though, gossip travels fast in Sorian after all. [/color]