[It hadn't taken Fred long to get ready for her meeting with Ambassador--a clean, if somewhat plain, dress, a quick brush through her hair. And then, since they didn't keep any sort of alcohol in the house to her knowledge, a quick pop down to the Bazaar was in order.
She had picked something entirely by random, paying more attention to the rather attractive shape of the bottle than whatever was in it. Taking her purchase, she made her way back to his house.
Shifting the bag so she held it in the crook of her left arm, she knocked on the door.]
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Quicklog - I'm assuming that she mysteriously knows where he lives (ninja)
Date: 2011-07-13 07:53 pm (UTC)She had picked something entirely by random, paying more attention to the rather attractive shape of the bottle than whatever was in it. Taking her purchase, she made her way back to his house.
Shifting the bag so she held it in the crook of her left arm, she knocked on the door.]