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(So this is a bit of an odd message that Lucretia has been trying to figure out how to word for a good ten minutes or so. How exactly do you broach the subject of having won somebody's time in an auction? And that you're going to use that time to kind of ask them out to lunch or something?? It's not like Bill doesn't know this is the case, either, and that only makes it all the more nerve-wracking.
Lucretia knows she is, as usual, overthinking the situation. Eventually, she forces herself to just give Bill a call like a normal fucking person would because though she'd love to hide behind a text message, it feels far too clinical given the circumstances.
How do Taako and Lup do things like this. She frowns and taps her fingers restlessly as the call connects.)
Hi, Bill? It's uh– it's Lucretia.
Lucretia knows she is, as usual, overthinking the situation. Eventually, she forces herself to just give Bill a call like a normal fucking person would because though she'd love to hide behind a text message, it feels far too clinical given the circumstances.
How do Taako and Lup do things like this. She frowns and taps her fingers restlessly as the call connects.)
Hi, Bill? It's uh– it's Lucretia.
(Hmm, this could get complicated. Lucretia's too pleased by Bill's answer to even think of this, unfortunately.)
Oh– okay! There's this lovely place by the market-side and... I thought maybe we could go walk by the river, if you haven't been there yet. It's very beautiful.
Oh– okay! There's this lovely place by the market-side and... I thought maybe we could go walk by the river, if you haven't been there yet. It's very beautiful.
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