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Post by Emmy Rossum on Oct 25, 2006 19:48:07 GMT -5
*enters and stands around, hand planted firmly on hip, looking very impatient*
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 25, 2006 19:49:35 GMT -5
((Damn it. If I weren't locked in a room with my randy husband right now, I'd be all over this shiat.))
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Oct 25, 2006 19:51:54 GMT -5
((It's too bad you don't have any other characters...oh. Wait.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 25, 2006 19:54:00 GMT -5
((True. But Giry is where I keep my sharp tongue.))
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Post by tessa on Oct 25, 2006 19:55:26 GMT -5
((OR IS IT?))
*Tessa walked in and cocked her head at the strange new girl.* "Hello..." *she said slowly, looking the girl up and down.* "Do you ever wear any other colour than white?
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Oct 25, 2006 19:58:09 GMT -5
*sighs, relieved and annoyed for having had to wait so long*
Finally. Who are you? I need to speak to the managers, or whoever is in charge here. I need to find out about the new opera.
*rumages around in her Ralph Lauren purse for her Blackberry*
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Post by sark on Oct 25, 2006 19:59:50 GMT -5
(("I'm sorry, but parts are restricted to people who can make more then one facial expression"))
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Post by tessa on Oct 25, 2006 20:02:32 GMT -5
"What's that?" *Tessa grabbed the Blackberry and started poking the buttons.* "Some kind of castanets?" *she cracked open the battery panel and started clapping the pieces together.*
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Oct 25, 2006 20:06:06 GMT -5
*stomps her foot and snatches it back*
It's my Blackberry. It's where I write all of my heartfelt lyrics.
*shoves it back in her purse, apparently having taken it out just to show it off*
Now, please tell me how I can speak to someone in charge here.
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Post by Sir Percy on Oct 25, 2006 20:06:24 GMT -5
((If I weren't having hot smecks with my wife, I'd send Demi in. She'd love kicking Emmy's ass))
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Post by Sydney on Oct 25, 2006 20:09:53 GMT -5
Syd was going through the foyer when she noticed a rather odd looking girl who was acting like a complete ass to Tessa.
She walked over to her, "Who are you?"
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Post by kayte on Oct 25, 2006 20:10:57 GMT -5
((STOMP HERRRRR Sydney!))
*joins the party and skips in, then halts and glares* Ehmagawsh. Emmy Rossum. Ew.
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Post by Sydney on Oct 25, 2006 20:12:56 GMT -5
((For SURE. XD Syd's loyal and seeing Tess getting messed with kinda pissed her off.))
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Oct 25, 2006 20:14:23 GMT -5
((I love how everyone is excited to attack Emmy.))
*sees Sydney and the annoyed look immediately vanishes from her face*
Oh, good, I'm not the only celebrity around here. Is Ben here too?
*speaks confidently, despite having never met Jennifer Garner or Ben Affleck, and gives Sydney a big, toothy, OMG LET'S BE BEST FRIENDS smile*
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Post by kayte on Oct 25, 2006 20:15:38 GMT -5
*glares at Emmy, pulls out some 6-inch stilettos, puts them on, stomps on Emmy's feet, switches her shoes, and skips out of the foyer happily*
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