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[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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Oh really. Do tell.

NICE TRY, but trade secret.

[ lifts an eyebrow and taps his nose with a finger lightly, as if those are their final words on the matter. more importantly, she rubs her stomach a little bit and pouts. ]

I'm hungry~ Where did you get those tarts?

[ blinks. ]

The hell have you been doin'? They're everywhere!

[ makes motions for her to follow him as he makes vague gestures in the general direction of a refreshments table. ]

[ follows along willingly, stepping forward a few quick strides so that she can wrap an arm around one of damon's. ]

Ah~ I was so preoccupied with you and the wine that I didn't happen to notice! Silly me.

With me, eh? Guess I can't blame you then.

[ when they arrive to the table, makes a dramatic, sweeping motions across the tarts. ]

[ lets out some 'ooo' and 'ahh's playfully, removing herself so she can grab a bunch and put them on a plate. stacks the tarts high, looking extremely pleased as she munches on one of them. ]

[ is on the other side of the table, not bothering with a plate as he attacks them where he stands. ]

[ stops (gracefully) cramming them into her mouth for a moment, thinking on something. swallows, looking up at damon. ]

Think they would notice if we ate them all?

[ raises an eyebrow, not bothering with elegance as he speaks mid-chew. ]

Do we give a damn?

Nope!

[ and with that she starts eating again. ]

[ ditto, stuffing his face with whatever variations of sugary treats that he can reach. ]

[ seems to be so taken with the sweets that she almost doesn't spot nathan and albert breaking off in different directions in the distance. assumes that the former is looking for damon, swallowing the rest of her tart to stands up straight again and turn to her partner-in-crime. ]

I think I'll go see if Albert wants any of these. [ raises an eyebrow slowly. ] You think you're going to be okay?

[ follows her line of sight, turning his attention back to her briefly to give her a nod. ]

Who do you think you're talking to? [ eyes the tarts mournfully. ] Though I'm thinkin' you'd be just wastin' your breath.

Hah! They'll get eaten either way, worry not.

[ takes a handful of steps forward and around the table to walk on over to damon, gently tugging him down a tad to give him a kiss to the forehead. pulls back and winks in closing, deciding to leave it at that and wander off just as nathan beings his trek on over (http://community.livejournal.com/geezernort/26830.html?thread=1278926#t1278926). ]

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