Re: Oliver/Margaret - While the Band is Still Playing
"Now, Sugar, I rarely turn down the chance to let a hunk like you put his hands on me. But, this isn't dancing music." Margret waved one hand at the stage where the band was playing some modern pop thing the kids all liked, probably to give young Sean's hand a rest for a few minutes. Margaret was happy to get up and sing a song or two when they played something she knew. But, this stuff was not her cup of tea. "Come sit and keep an old lady company. My grandson's gone and disappeared to enjoy the party in his own way and I need someone pretty to look at."