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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 12:52:41 GMT -5
*enters on Ichabod's arm and stops when they're directly beneath the chandelier*
*points up at it* It fell once, I heard. The Opera--*realizes hearing more about the Opera Ghost will worry him and changes her phrasing, clearing her throat*--the, um, Opera managers have assured us it could never, ever happen again.
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 10, 2006 12:56:27 GMT -5
Ichabod stare at the chandelier. "It's magnificent!" he exclaimed, tilting his head this way and that. "I imagine the light catches on the glass beads and little mirrors, thereby reflecting the light and making it much more bright..." He smiled at Bonnie-Marie. "Ingenious, really."
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 12:57:30 GMT -5
*smiles rather vacantly at him* Yes. Ingenious. Really.
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 10, 2006 14:43:54 GMT -5
Ichabod returned the smile and gazed at the chandelier for a few more moments. He then coughed slightly in the awkward pause.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 14:48:46 GMT -5
Ok, um...you wanna go on the stage?
*heads over and gestures for him to follow*
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 10, 2006 15:17:10 GMT -5
"Oh, may I?" Ichabod followed her, clearly pleased. He stood up carefully on the stage, eyeing the floor boards. "Do you have a special kind of wood that is conducive to dancing and such? That is springier, in a manner of speaking?"
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 15:22:27 GMT -5
*bites a fingernail nervously and looks down at the stage, her hair swinging down in front of her face as she bounces a bit on her heels, a futile attempt at trying to figure out what kind of wood is used*
I--I wouldn't know.
Oh God, what have I done? I'm making myself look like a complete fool!
*tears up and tries to hide the fact by turning her face up to the chandelier*
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Post by Arielle on Aug 10, 2006 20:21:35 GMT -5
*Arielle walked in slowly, surprised at the sight of Bonnie-Marie and a strange man on the stage. She hurried over, plastering a charming smile onto her face.* Hi, Bonnie-Marie! How are you? *She looked at the man for a moment before looking back at Bonnie.* And who's this?
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 20:39:45 GMT -5
Hello Arielle. This is Ic--Jonathan. This is Jonathan.
*smiles secretively at him*
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Post by Arielle on Aug 10, 2006 20:44:17 GMT -5
*Arielle's smile widened dazzlingly as she stepped forward to shake his hand.* I'm Arielle. It's lovely to meet you, Jonathan. What brings you two to the auditorium?
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 20:46:56 GMT -5
*takes his arm again, having completely forgotten that she was having a mood swing like a minute ago*
*with superiority* I'm giving him a tour.
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Post by Arielle on Aug 10, 2006 20:51:28 GMT -5
Ooh. That's so sweet of you, Bonnie-Marie. *She smiled at Jonathan.* She's so nice, isn't she? Stick with her so you don't get lost or caught up with the wrong group. *She turned her megawatt smile back on Bonnie-Marie.* Have you shown him the roof yet? It's always so pretty up there.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 20:57:04 GMT -5
No, we've only just begun the tour. This is our first stop.
*smiles at Arielle, but it's a rather tight smile*
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Post by Arielle on Aug 10, 2006 21:04:20 GMT -5
*Arielle notices that Bonnie-Marie's usual smile is a bit strained.* Does she like him? As in, more than a friend? He is very handsome, I suppose...but I thought she loved Dominic! I suppose she's a bit annoyed that I'm hogging their time...or maybe she thinks I might try to snatch him? She doesn't know I'm married, does she? Perhaps I can bring it up casually. *She smiled sweetly.* You'll have to come and visit my husband and I sometime, Bonnie-Marie. We'd love to have you.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 10, 2006 21:18:10 GMT -5
((Perceptive little thing, ain't she?))
*tries to mask her relief*
Oh! Your husband! Wait--when did you get married?
*realizes she's been terribly rude and grasps both of Arielle's hands*
Oh, Arielle, I'm so happy for you!
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