Who: Ainsley Pomfrey & Mario Bozo When: December 19th, backdated Where: A restaurant! What: LUNCH! Status/Rating: Closed/Low
Ainsley was personally very excited to spend time with someone outside of work. She was going to be careful not to say too much because she knew Bozo with that Skeeter woman. Ainsley's lips pursed for a moment at the thought of her, but she'd never say anything to him about the fact that she thought the woman was utterly ridiculous. She smiled a little at Bozo from across the table, waiting for a moment when he wasn't looking to pick up her straw, take the top of the wrapper off, and blow into the straw to send the rest of it shooting at him. His reactions were usually very amusing and she'd been feeling a bit extra childish since talking with her sister the other day.
Letting out a sound of amusement, she put her straw into her drink and covered her mouth with her hand. "So..." she started after a moment. "What have you been up to at work?" She was sure that all it would take would be some sort of mention of work to get him to start talking. There was Ms. Skeeter to talk of. Right. She was going to stop thinking too hardly about the woman in question. "Any interesting people you've had to take pictures of?"