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Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Wed. 11/21

George Michael was leaning on the counter munching on his nuts as he stared out across the ocean. One would think he would get tired of nuts looking at them all day long. But, he was hungry and the nuts were just there so he was eating them.

He did add a message to the menu board. It read:

Will be closed for Thanksgiving.

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Please don't steal his nuts. That would make him very sad.

Mary took a good look at the addition to the menu board. "I forgot that Thanksgiving is tomorrow," she said, looking a bit perplexed.

"You did?" he asked, glancing down at her chest. It was automatic, really. "You don't have any plans, Mary?"

"No. It's been a really crazy month and Thanksgiving just snuck up on me," said Mary.

George Michael thought for a moment. "I'm going home, Mary." Um. His family was crazy. "You're more than welcome to come with me. I would like that." But didn't she sleep with his Uncle GOB. "You can't sit by my Uncle GOB at the table though."

[ooc: might be slowish due to baking! woot!]

"It would be nice to meet the rest of your family, but I'd be happy to stay far, far away from your uncle," said Mary. That just sounded like a recipe for disaster.

"Then that is a yes, Mary?" he asked, leaning towards her slightly. "I would like to introduce you to everyone. Just... well, you know... um, my family, my uncles, well... yeah, you should like them."

"It's a yes," said Mary, smiling. It would be better than sitting in her room wondering what her stepmother and half-sisters were doing, or how Delinda was managing on her first Thanksgiving dinner. Besides, the rest of the George Michael's family could be that bad, could they?

Oh yes, they could be that bad. He secretly prayed that his Aunt Lindsay wouldn't be wearing her SLUT t-shirt. But he smiled and leaned forward to kiss her. "We'll leave after I get off of work, okay?"

"I can't wait," said Mary, leaning in to kiss him, placing one hand on the back of his head to pull him closer.

George Michael tilted his head, kissing Mary, opening his mouth enough that he could taste of her. His right hand moved to the back of her neck, holding her against him for as long as he could get away with.

[I really need some better kissing icons. hee.]

Mary wasn't in a rush to leave just yet. She caressed his tongue with her own while running her fingers through his hair.

[Hehe. I have too many of them for Mary!]

Do it! DOIT!

Pert near forgot ma'ocd!

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Enjoy your banana.

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