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Who: Daphne and Seth
What: Lunch date
Where: Daphne's home and then restaurant
When: Lunchtime :]
Rating: TBD


Part of Daphne thought that this was a bad idea. She had turned Seth down for a dinner date because she thought it would be inappropriate for a single woman such as herself and a married man- and oh, how she despised admitting that wretched woman was his wife; what he saw in her she'd never know- to have a dinner together, but she had accepted his lunch invitation. Lunch seemed less intimate, in her opinion. Lovers went to dinner. Friends went to lunch.

Of course, that hadn't stopped Daphne from being meticulous about her appearance. She had spent a good while picking out a dress that she felt was form-fitting enough to catch his attention but modest enough not to scream 'abandon your wife for me', though perhaps it might not have been such a bad idea.

She took her seat in the parlor. Much to her dismay, she could remember the last time she had met him here. She had been the complete opposite of the composed lady who sat there now. She was never going back to that state, and it would suit everyone involved to just pretend it had never happened. So Daphne sat, legs crossed neatly at the ankles as she took up some light reading until Seth arrived.