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Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Lu didn't know why, but for some reason it made her feel better that there was no Mrs. Serge. That knowlege shouldn't change anything, if anything it should make her a little sad. Serge was a good guy, he deserved someone waiting at home for him.

She sipped her tea listening to him talk about his dating experiences and frowned. "Ok, I get not talking alot about work on a date. I mean 'Hey just so you know, I get paid very well on the off chance I need to take a bullet for someone.' Isn't exactly first date material, but as far as you beeing too rude, or too quiet." She rolled her eyes setting her feet flat on the cushion.

"You may just need to date a different kind of woman." She told him. "You aren't quiet, you are observant, and a fixer. You don't have a lot to say until you understand a situation. Aside from that, did any of these women ever ask your opinion on anything or did they just chatter insesantly about nonsense?" She held up a hand and laughed. "Guilty. I know. I talk a lot, but in my defense, I don't really expect an answer." She grinned.

"Talking is how I process, how I think through what is happening, as it is happening. That can be a blessing and a curse really." She said quietly trying not to disturb his relaxation.

"As for the accusation that you are rude." She snorted in a most unladylike fashion. "I have heard dumber things, but off the top of my head I can't think of any. You are a very polite, well spoken, and again at the risk of a sexual harrasment lawsuit, handsome man. In my, I am aware, entirely unsolicited opinion, The problem is likely that you are dating women who look like they will be a good match for you on paper. Not that that is entirely a bad thing, but in person they are finding that they are no match for your poise, sophistication, and class." She told him.

"I know, you didn't ask for advice, and probably could care less, but as we have discovered today, when Lu gets on a roll, she just keeps going." She said with a laugh. "Instead of a woman who is capeable of looking good at events, find someone with a sense of adventure. You can with the use of enough make up make ANYONE look good. Skip the nice dinner as a first date, actually DO something. Play mini golf, take a picnic to the park and play on the swings like a couple of kids. Find someone who can let you have fun in the rare times you have together." She said swinging her feet off the couch.

"You, and some day I, are married to the job first, and there is nothing wrong with that, but it makes the down time that much more important." She said patting him gently on the knee as she stood up taking her empty mug to the kitchen. She opened the cabinet and started prepping the coffee for the morning.

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Aliyah was less than thrilled about the idea of shopping, but saw the necessity, and agreed that it was probably a good idea. She had kept very little of the stuff from her place, mostly because she didn't really care for a lot of it.

She was rather surprised that Matsumi was so much for roughing it, although she was fairly certain that in a luxury RV, that life would be far from her definition of roughing it. It was going to be an interesting experience, that was for sure. She made a mental note to do what she could though to help Matsumi.

"I have no problem with going either direction." She told Duncan sliding in front of him so her back was against his chest. She tilted her head back so she could look up at him. "But Sunscreen, lots and lots of sunscreen. It may have escaped your notice but I share the same skin tone as a guppy. " She said with a laugh. She reached her arms up so she could slide her fingers through the back of his hair pulling him down for a kiss. She was far more comfortable with displays of affection than he was, but she would through repeated application get him at least used to it.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Much better as long as I baby it when I am not at work.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Lmao mine too!

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Aliyah loved spending time with Duncan. It turned out she was still a fairly decent shot. It took her a while to settle back into a comfortable rhythm, but once she she did, she nailed it. She loved just spending time with him. Some of the things they did were absolutely crazy to her, but she went along with it.

She spent a lot of time snapping pictures of everything happening around them. She and Duncan had discussed using facebook and a blog to share their adventures, so she took lots of pictures. Thankfully it was digital, or she would need a separate vehicle to carry film.

Aliyah said nothing as they approached his home, but she did look over at him and start laughing. She just shook her head as they drove through the gates. It was HUGE. It was far more space than they would ever need, but she just went with it. She did bitch that she needed a map to get around though.

Aliyah thought about it and sighed. "I don't know, I could go either way. Have you asked Gary his opinion?" She temporized as she started googling information on luxury RV's

(Sorry my brain is still working on functioning LOL)

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Aliyah had loved spending the evening wrapped in Duncans arms, and as things finally wound to a close she relaxed back into his embrace. It had been a very enjoyable evening. She took one last glance around the room as they finished gathering everything up. Luckily a room full of servers left very little mess, as they knew what it was like for those having to clean up after them. She was practically vibrating with the excitement from the night, that was until she slid into the limo. She promptly rested her head on Duncan's shouler and was sound asleep almost before they were out of the parking lot.

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The next few days with Aliyah would have tested the patience of a saint. She was not used to a lot of downtime. It wasn't until Duncan presented her with the laptop that she had something to keep her busy. She greeted the gift with a lot of excitement, especially as he showed her a lot of the things she could do. She agreed with taking some classes with him, but she was definately having fun playing around with it.

The benefit of it having a touch screen was it was much easier for her to manipulate things to create her own designs for cross stitch. While Duncan spent his days taking care of business Aliyah spent her time playing on her laptop working on new designs.

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Aliyah laughed and tugged his jersey over her head, and simply because of the height difference she still swam in it. When he was done and off stage, she pulled him close giving him a kiss. "Thank you for this." She told him glancing away as the microphone squealed as the next performer stepped too close to the speakers while getting ready.

She looked back at him still grinning. "We never did have much chance to get together outside of work, other than the yearly Christmas party. I think this has been fun for everyone."

Aliyah stood close to Duncan for most of the evening, keeping him behind her when possible. It was very comfortable for her like that. Once in a while she would notice one of the other of them getting overwhelmed by too many people. That is when she would make her way with him in tow to a quiet little corner giving them a few minutes alone, away from the group.

The night fairly flew by, and before she knew it people were seeking her out to say their final goodbyes. She had lots of requests to get a facebook, so she ended up giving out her email address. Once she had one, which she was going to have to get and soon, she would deal with all the friend requests. A few even told her she should start a blog so everyone could 'travel with her.' She laughed and brushed off that suggestion reminding them that Duncan was the writer, not her.

Soon it was just the two of them and Aliyah looked around with a soft sigh. "I can't believe how many showed up." She said. "It really was a lot of fun."

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Aliyah couldn't have been happier. This party she and Duncan had thrown together was absolutely amazing. She was greeting coworkers, and their families. Once everyone had shown up, she was informed she should make some sort of speech. She walked to the stage and took the microphone.

"First of all I want to thank you all for coming, although anyone who has worked in the industry knows the minute you say free food we are all in." She joked. "So, as most of you know the reason for this little get together is that I am no longer with Omlette House." She paused for some of the groans to quiet down. "I know I know, this is upsetting to some of you because now you'll actually have to work on your shift." She again paused for the laughter. It seemed that as much as Aliyah avoided being the center of attention, she thrived in the spotlight.

"So, I know there are questions about where and why I am leaving since I think at the last Christmas Party I was voted most likely to never retire." She laughed before continuing.

"As some of you are aware, I had the great fortune to meet someone, and yes... I did meet them at work, I have no other life as we all know. Duncan swept into my life with out so much as a by your leave, and cheerfully turned it upside down." She grinned at Duncan and gave him a wink to show she was again teasing.

"Duncan has asked me to join him in traveling the world, and I have agreed. So we decided to throw this little gathering to give me a chance to say goodbye, and thank you all for being such wonderful friends and coworkers over the years."

She handed the microphone back to the KJ and made a beeline for Duncan. She pressed her back against his chest wrapping his arms around her, staying secure in his embrace. She had no intention of singing tonight, but it seemed her friends had other ideas. It hadn't been long before her name was called. She glanced around her but no one would admit that they had submitted her name.

She sighed and headed back to the stage where the KJ let her know that it wasn't just one request, he had a stack of them he would be inserting in with the others all night long.

Aliyah took the microphone and tried to look grumpy. "Alright guys... You win." She admitted taking a small sip of her beer. She did drink some, but she drank very slowly.

She grinned as she saw the song flash on the screen. It seemed her coworkers knew her musical tastes well. m.youtube.com/watch?v=F81XpfDKbQI

She finished her song and headed back to Duncan with a grin. "Well that was interesting."

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She laughed as he teased her about showering. Showering together could be something very fun, but not in her shower. It would be far too diffuclt to fit them both in there in any way that could result in pleasant activities.

She blinked and rolled her eyes up to keep from tearing up as he mentioned plans for a goodbye shindig with her coworkers. It was by far the sweetest thing anyone had ever proposed. She grinned at him as he listed out his ideas. She couldn't think of anything that sounded better. "You know, and I can't believe I am saying this... it sounds like a great idea. I think it could be a lot of fun. "

She slid her hand in his and tugged him towards the couch. "A lazy night in sounds just fine by me. Let's just avoid activities that involve Gary making me go shopping. He's worse than my grandmother." She laughed. Letting him sit on the couch while she went to the dresser that served as her makeshift TV stand. She folded the edges of a box marked "Pillsbury Frozen Biscuits" Duncan was so organized, that what she was about to do was likely to drive him absolutely crazy.

She pulled out the first dresser drawer and riffled through it. It held several cut lengths of Aida cloth which she laid on the coffee table, a couple of hoops, a package of needles and what seemed like a million skeins of embroidery floss. She pulled out the hoops, needles, and some black and white floss. The rest she just unceremoniously dumped into the box before sliding the drawer back in place.

She opened the next drawer which was pens, colored pencils, pads of graph paper, and other small craft items. She dumped those into the box as well. When the box was full she closed the flaps, taped it shut and marked it "CRAFT CRAP STORAGE"

The last two drawers were full of what was commonly called fat quarters, rectangles of fabric cut 18" by 22" These were all dumped into a box as well. She labeled that box "FQ STORE"

She looked at Duncan and shrugged a little. "Do you want to go back to the hotel tonight, or can we stay here and finish this up? I think by the end of the night, I should be done so that all that is left is moving out the furniture and cleaning everything really good."