Alex: Ah-ha... *He spread out on the couch.* Clearing *Jean sticks a piece of bacon in his mouth and keeps it in his mouth, then moves over to Clara.* Jean, mumbled: Wanna re-enact that scene from Lady and the Tramp?
Alex: S-so, why didn't you defenestrate him? *He tilts his head.* Clearing Jean: Well, there's plenty more where that came from... *He kisses her slowly, somehow not getting any food on either of them.*
OOC: Si, and the idea of someone getting thrown out a window is hilarious to me. *Alex tries very hard to stop laughing.* Clearing *Jean seems to choke, then wraps his arms around her forefully and holds her.*
Antony: ... *He bursts out laughing.* OOC: Yes, before you ask, if any of my other characters hear that, that will be their reaction. Clearing *In her hand is a small box.* Jean: Do you need any jam, or butter, or marry me please? *He looks at her... almost pleadingly.*
Antony: You know, some fighting training! *He air boxes.* Clearing Jean: Oh, that's an urban myth! *He smiles at her.* Jean: So, what do you want first?
Antony: I think you did awesome. *He smiles, still a little red.* Antony: Any chance I can get some of that? Clearing Jean: Yup. But I thought it would have little intermission. You know, a little breakfast, a little swimming, a little breakfast, a little cuddling.... *He smiles.*
*Antony reddens incredibly when he notices, and suddenly locks up, starring at the door, paralyzed by nervousnous.* Clearing Jean: No, it's not your fault... *He smiles at her sadly, then grabs the blanket and food.*