"Like what?" Gabrielle didn't have many friends, as far as she could remember. And if the blonde did, then they were well hidden from her. Not that Lisa wanted Gabby to spend time with them, she had a feeling she would get terribly jealous.
Unaware of Gabrielle's struggle at the moment, she nuzzled the side of her head playfully, more affectionate. Her coffee shop idea shot down, Lisa thought about what to do. "I was only really planning on spending most my time with you now." Even if they did have a fortune, Lisa would feel like she had given Allyson the sole role of provider. "Myabe I could wrote a novel?" She could contact her father in England.
Gabrielle had no need to be guilty. Yawning slightly, she buried her faceavainst Gabrielle's shoulder. She hadn't a very log nap. Turning her head slightly, she kissed her neck softly before settling again. "Yeah, writing a novel about a magnificent Veela." she smiled dreamily, her gaze on Gabby.