[misfired text to littlebopeeps]

[the_smith]

[picture attached.]

Redid the setting as you asked, you wanker. This is the last damn time. If you don't like it, tough shite.

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[littlebopeeps]

I guess if there was ever a good time, it's now. He's so stupidly happy lately he wouldn't pout for too long.

[the_smith]

Aye. I've heard tell that men in love feel no pain. Testing that theory should be fun.

[littlebopeeps]

That's so mean! I'm terrible for laughing at it.

[the_smith]

Hardly! He's your older brother, yeah? There's a dozen things you likely owe him for. Gods know it's the same way for me and Quinn.

[Between messages, Kieran finds himself still sketching the pendant for the lust talisman. He had notions of something in gold, phallic imagery to work for the woman who was going to be using it, but he was increasingly unhappy with the large, elongated loop of the setting and started adding layers to the setting...before he knew it, he was sketching a solid metal pedant, with no trace of a stone.

...not ideal, but doable...]

[littlebopeeps]

Maybe that's why those two get along so well. They have the irritating Big Brother gene.

[the_smith]

Aye, that they do. I can't decide if it's a comfort or a curse.

How's that frosting coming, by the way?

[littlebopeeps]

[ With her response, she sends him a picture. ]

First dozen down! Pink AND blue since they wanted to be surprised and didn't find out at the sonogram.

[the_smith]

[When she sends the picture, he can't help it: he's a tiny bit impressed. If nothing else, he thinks of his mother, and the far-too-ambitious anniversary party she's already planning for his grandparents in a few months...]

That's lovely work. Mind if I give your name to me mum? She's planning an anniversary party for the grandparents. She could likely use the help with catering.

[littlebopeeps]

It's not bad. I like to try and find clever ways to add some frosting variety. Some people want the mound of frosting. Some people want just a teeny bit. Some people fall somewhere in between.

Sure! I could give you my business card to pass on to her? It has my business line and my facebook address on it. She can look over some pictures and make sure my work's in line with her tastes.

[the_smith]

She's a simple woman, but favors the finer things when she's hosting a party. She'd likely need help with the cake more than anything. Something far too showy, and ridiculously decadent. That in your wheelhouse?

[littlebopeeps]

I could manage that, I think.

[the_smith]

Splendid.

[The message doesn't come for a few minutes, however, because Kieran's too busy scowling at the sketch he's just finished. He started working on a lust talisman, but this? It won't work at all--the symbolism is all wrong, and the center's shaded, not set with any stone.

This talisman is an embodiment of unity, connection, beauty. He's already certain he can do something else with this entirely if he sets the center with copper...

He feels suddenly, stupidly inspired, and shoots off one more text.]

Must run, last minute piece of work came up. See you soon, Rachel.

[littlebopeeps]

Sure, I understand!

[ Is totally not disappointed at all, nope. ]

I should get back to these cupcakes anyway. Good luck! Hope it goes well!