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[sunshinesally]

Sally's Inbox!

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[sunshinesally]

Sally lets out a delighted squeal as she's squeezed, feeling really and truly held in a way that she hasn't in a while. She'll be glad to be the sun if he's the sky she gets to hang in.

"Oh, Fever's such a peach," Sally gushes. "She's probably one of my favorite people around here. A complete sweetheart who's also just a little bit menacing. The right amount, you know? I could walk down a dark street late at night with her and feel safe. I'm so glad that she's your friend too!"

If Crichton brings up the nail polish thing later, Sally will definitely be on board for getting Yellow involved. And maybe Claude too. They can have a proper slumber party, just like when she was a girl, except boys are allowed this time. It'll be grand.

Still beaming brightly, Sally accepts the offered arm. "Lead the way, gorgeous!"

[ss_buttcrack]

The dissonance that hits his brain when hearing Fever described as only a little bit menacing makes his heart skip a beat, but he recovers with grace. "Oh, yeah, Fever's the kind of friend you could call for help any time of the day and she'd be there no questions asked. Well, except for who's ass she needs to kick. I'm so glad you two are so close, too. I'd trust her with my life." And she trusted him with her history.

"My pleasure, beautiful."

He takes her on his arm to a table in the back that's a little darker and intimately lit by candlelight. And he pulls out all the stops, pulling her chair out for her and then helping her get seated at the table. He even unfolds her napkin for her and gently places it around her neck for a bib.

"You wouldn't happen to be familiar with Lady and the Tramp? I'm thinking of ordering spaghetti."