#interaction;leanne

Location: Pit Stop (Valentine’s Day)

Anne-Marie had chose black and red as the theme colors of her party, as opposed to pink. Black roses on the table, black and red balloons. She wasn’t sure how many people were coming as nobody RVSP’d anymore these days. For all she knew it could just be her and Nancy drinking wine and ranting about their failed marriages, which was plenty fun. She helping the staff set the table as a few people milled in and she greeted them. “Oh honey, no. Those sprinkle’s aren’t actually edible.” she said to one person who seemed to enjoy some of the decor she found at a craft store a little too much. She looked up seeing another person walk in and her face lit up. “Mama Rhodes!” she ran to hug the woman. “I had no idea you were coming, but it’s absolutely an honor. It’s almost like having a celebrity guest at my party.” she smiled. “So, are your girls coming? I sent them invites, too.”

Location: Rosewood Hills, on their street.

Brady had just returned from closing up the shop and was finally getting home. He was looking forward to doing nothing for the rest of the night. When he got out of his car, he spotted something peculiar across the street that made him look twice. Leanne. with a great big tall ladder, seemingly going up onto the roof of her house to take down her Christmas lights galore. He let out a sigh. Though he was tired, and just wanted to go inside, he wanted to do the neighborly thing. She seemed to be alone, after all and it was a big and dangerous job. He made his way across the street. “Evening, neighbor.” he greeted. “I see it’s time for the Christmas village to go back into hiding for the year. As much as I love the backed up traffic on this street of people coming far and wide to see it.” he smirked, unable to resist throwing in a cheeky comment. It was expected from him, he was sure. “Can I give you a hand?”