Tagging Tracey
Who: Tracey Davis and Theodore Nott.
Where: Aki Sushi. (OOC note: :-) Oddly enough there's a sushi place with that name close to where I live... Good choice in names Aurora. ;P)
When: Wednesday 8:00pm.
What: Theodore's attempt at setting Tracey's life straight.

Although he wasn't the biggest fan of sushi, Theodore didn't write a word of protest. It would make things easier if she enjoyed herself, he figured. Change was never easy, and what he was considering would be a great change from her current lifestyle of utter waste and disgrace. Not that he disapproved of indulging in a bit of...outlandishness...once in awhile, but to completely base one's life on it was utterly ridiculous.

He played the words in his mind a few times before concluding that he would have to just 'play it by ear', which was something he could do well enough. He knew that Tracey was a volatile one, and knew that he had to take great care in dealing with her. But he felt bad enough for Charlotte that it was worth doing. He could only have hoped the same for his own sibling had he lived long enough to become as such. The waiter dropped off a teapot and a pair of tiny cups at the table. He was seated at a table in a cozy corner next to a window that showed the rising moon, which he looked at pensively in thought.

Theodore found the idea odd--the whole idea of taking care of someone who wasn't his father felt different--but he figured that it was most definitely a way to gain favour and approval from a fairly important bunch. Approval wasn't something that often sought, but he respected Charlotte, which was more than he could say of most others.