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[infomodder]

[Sacrifices are rewarded! April gets a little tongue (oh yeah) in that return kiss.]

Only horrible if you're not there. [Foot rub moves up, Will's positioning grows more awkward in an effort to be less awkward and more intimate, planting his face against her stomach.] Shower?

[aggressiveapathy]

[She snorts softly, letting both legs slip down to go around his waist.]

Nu-uh. You gotta tell me all about show biz. Gonna tell people ever single why they're going to be forever alone?

[infomodder]

I dunno yet! [What he does know is that if he can get a good hold on her, he's totally going to just walk them both to the shower. Even if that involves carrying. By God he's gonna do it.] You'll be the first to know when I do know, how's that? Maybe they'll want you to come around. You'd look great on TV.

[aggressiveapathy]

Terrorizing the-

[She goes limp. You can carry her Will, you can do whatever you want with her, as realization dawns.]

The campaign. I can't. But...Maybe we can get Mitch on as a celebrity guest.

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[Whatever he wants is apparently shifting to carry her bridal style into the bathroom, holding her close as can be.]

Mitch? This isn't up his alley. Isn't a show for kitchen appliances. [He has heard the toaster joke enough to not question it but accept it.] M'sure you could stop by. Backstage stuff. VIP pass. Whole nine yards.