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Echoll's Residence: 5:30 FHS
She was not nervous. Absolutely not. Being nervous would be silly, and Jake was never, ever silly. She frowned at herself in the mirror. She'd tried to do exactly as Duce and Chloe had shown her, but she wasn't entirely sure of the result. What was the point of make-up that didn't show?
The doorbell rang, and she nearly fell over turning around too quickly.
"Fucking shoes," she bitched, making her way to the front door. While wearing a short skirted dress was a bit weird, at least she could move in it. Not nervous. Not nervous in the least.
Jake paused by the door and sighed.
So fucking nervous.
The doorbell rang, and she nearly fell over turning around too quickly.
"Fucking shoes," she bitched, making her way to the front door. While wearing a short skirted dress was a bit weird, at least she could move in it. Not nervous. Not nervous in the least.
Jake paused by the door and sighed.
So fucking nervous.

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He rang the doorbell a second time, trying mentally to think if it was impatient of him to do so or whether he'd waited long enough. Exhaling out, trying to relax, he smoothed one hand down his coat and then straightened his tie. The door hadn't opened yet.
As he touched the doorbell a third time, the door itself finally swung open. And there was Jake, dressed in something short wow, legs, and-- heels?, very very red Chloe, I owe you big time and wearing makeup his eyes are gorgeous, he's wearing lipstick. Krycek's eyes widened and he stared. Maybe Jake as a girl was something he could get more used to than he originally thought.
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Taking the last step up, he lifted the box he had been holding under one arm. "Here (http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/5266/tf16107eh4vc.jpg). You might not want to wear it before dinner though." He was already wearing his boutonniere (http://www.kremp.com/product_details.asp?productID=1988), pinned to his lapel, but it wouldn't possibly interfere with eating so he'd put it on before he forgot. He was still staring at Jake a little, but trying not to be so overt about it
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