Re: Marvel, Saranac Lake: Sylvie & Dec & Clem
[Well, that took care of that. She had wondered, idly, how she was going to explain why she needed an invitation over the threshold, but there was no resistance given when he dragged her over, and Sylvie? She let herself be dragged with only a moderate amount of grumbling. There wasn't even much grumping at the hug that followed after, and even though she might have been wearing a scowl like it was her favourite accessory in the world, she gave him a hug back, brief and tight before she squirmed away and attained the appropriate amount of personal space once more.]
If you think I've come here to be the evening's entertainment, I think you're going to be disappointed. [She gave him a lift of her brows before looking over towards Clementine, a wiggle of her fingers before she went and flopped on the leather couch with little regard taken to being gentle or ladylike.
Dark hair and pale skin, that pale was something unnatural, something that even makeup didn't do a good job at hiding. But she could explain it away, if they started asking too many questions. Or at least she'd try explaining it away.]
You expect him to be a good host? [It was asked to Clementine as she squirreled back into the corner of the couch, one leg tucked up beneath the other, narrow and dark.] You do know who you're talking about, right?