#ccsemberclub

Emerson and CC, of COURSE, talk about his trip to April

"So she's going to give him another chance?" She says relieved

"I did not say that. I said she's willing to talk." he corrects with amusement "In public, or at least at the Club."

"Oh she's willing to give him another chance, he just has to not screw up the offer" She observes shrewdly but then says "Of course, there's a chance he will do just that. Oh, how can MY son have been so clueless? We satyrs are supposed to be a WISE kith"

William tactically sips his bourbon.

She notes this, "Better part of valor, dear?" but she smiles as she says it

"Fine. He may have a FEW of my bad habits... but really, insulting the woman he loves' intelligence? I could just kick him in his shin"

That said, she kisses Emerson, "Thank you for looking after them both, dear. They need all the help they can get." She appraises, "You're definitely going to have me wearing my hat later if this all works out." Unspoken that it will be JUST the hat.

He winks at her. "You are just as culpable of any success, Dearest."

"Success is what we hope for" She nods "Mmmph" her eyes twinkle at him pleased "Remember some of the silly fights we had? So long ago? "

"No." he says with misty-eyed simplicity "Can't recall a single one."

A soft laugh "Pretty sure we had one not two weeks ago, but I think that's the advantage of age over all. It's not that we're too wise for the drama, we're just got to conserve our energy more now."

"For things that are actually important. Like modeling hats."

"Of course" A grin crosses her features, "Exhausting work that. But fun for two."

"Many hands, light work." he agrees.

"Well, for our 'light work' do you already have the semi private table April wanted reserved for that night in case?"

"Mmm. I'll call now." and he does, dialing the line to the Club and instructing just-so as to how matters are to be set up.

CC sets up drinks for them both and starts to put something in the oven, more for HER comfort than her need.

Which of course, her William is sensitive to and doesn't fuss.

She won't eat most of it, perhaps not any of it, but it is good to cook. And when he makes his instructions known on the phone, and is done there. She gives a glance over her shoulder to invite him to join her in some baking.

So he does.

She presses against him in quiet thanks, as they make bread they don't need.

But they DO make bread they knead......

(Points for clever word play)

When they are done, she looks at it and smiles "Thank you"

"My pleasure." he takes her hand and kisses her flour-dusted knuckles.

She gives a merry laugh at that, "There's flour on your lips"

"Oh dear." he licks it off.

She watches him do so, and smiles "here, let me" And leans forward and kisses him

Oh, he kisses her back.

"You know what... the bread needs to cool, but we don't" She pulls him to the bedroom

And.. well, shows how much she really does adore him.

(End Scene)