Musings

[Sent from her work email to his, because two professionals have nothing better to do than email each other all day]


Benedict,

Your daughter tried to subsidize my date recently. Apparently she was appalled at my starting bid of ten dollars.

In other news, my daughter has demanded a speaking role in said date.

Kathy

Uh, Mr. Sablier, sir? I'm Jackson Bly, and your daughter won me in the auction thing. I thought I should, you know, send you a message on the forum or something before the whole dinner thing tonight. I'm 19 and an engineering major at U-Dub. I like building things and dogs. I grew up on the East Coast and I'm an only child. I had an internship with Anton Sparke for a while.

Um, let me know if you need anything else from me?

I do believe we have a date, sir.

[Locked to J. Bly and M. Kennedy]

Hello there! My name is Evangeline, I'm super excited for our date.

J. Bly-Told you were totally worth it.

M. Kennedy-I won you in a swap! How fun is that?

Sooo my Papa is going to want to meet you...Is that okay?

[Locked to S. Djaevelen]

I WON TWO. WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH TWO? What if I win one of them a prize and lose the other one??? Did someone nice win a date with you?

[Locked to B. Sablier]

I won two, Papa. And paid for lots more. Did someone awesome win a date with you?

[Locked to E. Pride]

You didn't auction yourself off, Eli. ;)

Hi friends!

Apparently I can't bid on a bunch of people at once...I think that's hooey. But COME ON...There are LOTS of people who haven't been bid on. If you're short on cash I'll finance you. It's for a good cause. And while I don't necessarily approve of buying PEOPLE, Papa assures me it's buying DATES. Which is apparently different. AND ITS FOR CHARITY. I have money. GO BID.

Hypothetically speaking, does anyone know how to get tomato soup off of the ceiling? What about eggs?

Also, hypothetically speaking, is there a way to get a curious smell out of a house in exactly 4 hours and 12 minutes?

One last hypothetical question, say there was a minor explosion on a stove and the Mr. Clean magic eraser wasn't working to get the marks off the wall...Would you hang a picture or paint over it?

[Text to B. Sablier]

Papa. Did you write Sol back? I'm inviting him to come to my mixer with me. Should I write Luc a note asking if it's okay if I court Sol? <3 xoxoxoxo

[After having a bomb dropped on her, Hayley quickly finds a piece of computer paper and a pen and scrawls a note to Benedict. The note is left taped to his bedroom door, folded in half with the name "Mr. Sablier" written on it.]

Mr. Sablier,

I hate to be a bother, but I was talking to Evie today and she said something about making my staying here permanent. I didn't think she'd talked to you about this, and I hate to be a burden. I know your daughter's real headstrong, but I figured you and I should talk about how to turn her mind a bit instead of trying to change it outright.

Thank You,
Hayley

[locked to l. yasir]
Don't kill me. I kissed Evie yesterday when we were spackling the wall. I'm [...] asking her father for permission to court her. Date her. Call on her. Whatever it is young people do these days when they're interested in each other.


[The handwritten letter is delivered to Benedict by the footman personally, shortly after noon. The letter is written on crisp white paper in an elegant calligraphy that speaks of old-world penmanship.]

Mr. B. Sablier,

I would like to seek your permission to begin courting your daughter, Evangeline. If you wish to arrange for an interview, please contact me at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely,
S. Djaevelen

[Public Post]

I hope everyone is doing relatively as well as can be expected. I'm pretty spry, so if anyone needs help fixing things let me know. Have tools will help. ;-)

[Filtered to S. Djaevelen]

What state is your apartment in, is it livable? Can I come over maybe? I want to see where you live. Or if it's not a good place to stay right now you and Cora can still stay here with me us.

[Filtered to L. Yasir]

Still job hunting? Keep in mind the last time you threatened to leave me for a real job notzombies attacked.

[Text to Benedict Sablier]

Papa. Something horrible has happened.

[Email to E. Pride]

Mr. Pride,

Your teacup has survived the notzombie notpocalypse, have you? If so I'd still like to drop it off to you, because while it survived the notzombies, I can surely guarantee that it will not survive long in my care. I can hear it calling "save me!" from the high up cupboard where I can't reach it. My Papa is smart to keep things out of my reach.

Sincerely,

Evangeline Sablier

[Text to H. Radcliffe]

Do you want to sleep over?

I am the undisputed zombie apocalypse Yahtzee champion of the world.