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[formersocialite]

Who: Vivian Volkoff and YOU
What: Vivian's having tea in the city.
When: November 25th
Where: At a coffee shop.
Rating: PG.

Tea had always been Vivian's preference to coffee. Possibly a conformation to a stereotype given that she was English, but that didn't matter to her. She had tea with her breakfast at home so why should that change when she was here? Vivian wasn't going to change her routine too much, only tweak it a little to accommodate the environment she was in.

After tending to her horse at the stables, she took a trip into the city, wanting to explore it a bit further and see what she could come across. Vivian remembered Jo telling her not so long ago about the coffee shop there so she decided to check it out for herself. Except not go for the coffee.

Soon, Vivian was seated at a booth by the window, a cup of steaming tea on the table in front of her, accompanied by a rather delicious looking blueberry muffin.

Life was good.

Comments

[formersocialite]

"I'm fairly certain that it isn't poisoned," Vivian remarks wryly, watching as he sniffs at her tea. "Just a normal mug of tea."

If it was anyone else, Vivian would have probably protested. "It's good to see you again."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"You, too." Gunn actually takes a sip of it, before pulling a face faintly like the one a kid might make when being force-fed his peas. He replaces the cup on the saucer, pushing it back to her. "You know? That stuff never gets better."

[formersocialite]

She can't help but laugh at his face when he drinks the tea, a little bit amused by it. "All the more tea for me then," Vivian adds, lifting her cup up after he returns it to her.

"I can get you a coffee if you like? My treat."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

He flashes her a grin. "How chivalrous. Yeah, you know - I wouldn't mind a coffee."

[formersocialite]

"One coffee, coming up," the grin is returned as Vivian sets her cup down on the table before she gets up from her chair, heading towards the counter.

A few minutes pass and she returns, setting a mug in front of him, steam rising steadily from it. Vivian sits down again.

"There you go. Just a regular cup of coffee. No frills, no fuss."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"See, that's what I like."

He takes the mug, curling both hands around it before taking a careful sip. Yep - much better, if his expression is any indication.

"No frills, no fuss - simple coffee. Simple day."

[formersocialite]

"Sometimes all you need is the more simpler things. Less complicated." Vivian muses, watching his expression for a few moments before picking up her own mug again.

"You a fan of Christmas?" She asks after a few moments.

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"Big fan, as long as Christmas behaves itself." Gunn pauses, considering his own words. "Well - the castle behaves, I guess. I'd really like a quiet holiday."

[formersocialite]

"A quiet holiday would be lovely," she agrees with a nod. "Although sometimes I expect to see killer Christmas trees because of the castle. That would be really messed up."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"See -- gonna disagree with you there." Gunn takes another gulp of the coffee, looking amused. "I could get behind some killer Christmas trees. Wonder how many times I could make the 'gonna chop you down to size' joke before I start getting kicked, though."

[formersocialite]

"Really?" Vivian says, caught between wanting to laugh or cry. Killer Christmas trees aren't for her. "I'm fairly certain you might only get the joke in a few times." A beat. "But then people will probably be more focused on trying not to get eaten. So, you may get lucky and not get kicked."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"You should pitch the movie idea if it doesn't happen." Gunn has definitely relaxed, leaning back a little into his seat as he regards her with a grin. "Attack of the Killer Christmas Trees. It could be the b-movie of the year."

[formersocialite]

That earns him an amused snort. "Catchy title. Being a b-movie, it would have to be filmed in black and white. To pay homage to the films like it in the past. With cheesy special effects and the like."

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

Gonna have to make it bloody, though. At least a gallon of ketchup per snowman.

[formersocialite]

"Ketchup? I thought they used corn syrup for blood," Vivian says, still clearly amused. Although, she's warming up to the idea of the movie now.

[gunnfire.livejournal.com]

"Two gallons of corn syrup, then," Gunn answers, laughing a little as he does. "Wouldn't that be wild?"

[formersocialite]

"Wild, and just a little bit messy," she replies, laughing in return. "I think the movie would be a hit."