Cancer: *nods her head* We’ll cook this. Go have a nice relaxing time downstairs. *grins as he leaves, and rushes for the cupboard to get some intense spices* I want to put a laxative in it, Desiree.
Sephiroth: *raises an eyebrow, then shrugs* Very well. *heads out of the room and walks back down to the bedroom, purring as he moves onto the edge of the bed, not wanting to move over any more right now in case he should disturb Dimtri* Hello. *smirks*