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raisedroyal[Hello, Prospero. Have a cheerful blonde princess who looks to be in the highest of spirits. She's wearing a frilly pink dress that only barely brushes her knees and her hair's held back with a matching ribbon. She also has a wicker basket in her lap.]
Luke~! It's been such a long time since the two of us have been able to sit down and share a moment alone, especially considering all that has happened lately, and so I was thinking that perhaps we could visit the park and have a picnic lunch together. [Nevermind that this is still winter. What are minor details when you're in love?]
You needn't worry about bringing anything. I'm confident that my cooking skills have improved greatly. Won't you come, please?
[She finally seems to sober from her happy daze and remembers that she wanted to address the others and not just Luke.]
Oh, and everyone? I wanted to thank you all for your hospitality and for assisting me when I first arrived here. I do appreciate it. And because it seems I've gotten a bit too industrious with my baking, will you not help yourself to some sweets? You may have as many as you like. Feel free to share them with your friends and loved ones as well.
[She turns the cellphone towards several plates of cookies and other sweets. Some of them are a bit rough-looking, but others appear to have been made with the utmost care. They look good, right? Or at least edible. Just be careful if you stop by. Some of them have an ominous scent wafting from them, some are rock hard, and all of them are bad! Some are overly floury or chewy, while others taste like a burned mixture of opposing flavors. And some... yes, some will make you ill.]
Luke~! It's been such a long time since the two of us have been able to sit down and share a moment alone, especially considering all that has happened lately, and so I was thinking that perhaps we could visit the park and have a picnic lunch together. [Nevermind that this is still winter. What are minor details when you're in love?]
You needn't worry about bringing anything. I'm confident that my cooking skills have improved greatly. Won't you come, please?
[She finally seems to sober from her happy daze and remembers that she wanted to address the others and not just Luke.]
Oh, and everyone? I wanted to thank you all for your hospitality and for assisting me when I first arrived here. I do appreciate it. And because it seems I've gotten a bit too industrious with my baking, will you not help yourself to some sweets? You may have as many as you like. Feel free to share them with your friends and loved ones as well.
[She turns the cellphone towards several plates of cookies and other sweets. Some of them are a bit rough-looking, but others appear to have been made with the utmost care. They look good, right? Or at least edible. Just be careful if you stop by. Some of them have an ominous scent wafting from them, some are rock hard, and all of them are bad! Some are overly floury or chewy, while others taste like a burned mixture of opposing flavors. And some... yes, some will make you ill.]