Girl Talk

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"Do you think our living room would look bigger if we moved the couch?" asked Gale, as he and Leviesse walked to the Academy's mess hall. Leviesse was visiting on official business this time, as her director wanted permission to use either the Academy's auditorium or garden as a stage for the next play. She wasn't complaining about being sent on this mission- more time to spend with her husband.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, at the moment it's just kinda... sitting there. Not a lot of leg room, especially for a big guy like me, you know?" Gale thought, "We could switch it and the TV stand around!"

"That's a terrible idea, Gale. There's no outlet back there; the wires will be all over the place, and you know my mum is clumsy as all fuck. The last thing I need is her falling and her skirt flying up..." Leviesse shuddered. "We wouldn't have this problem if you'd come into the millennium and buy a flat-screen."

"And I will, if you can go about a month without your frilly face creams," Gale replied.

"Fuck that shit, this face is my money maker; I can't be having it all pimply." Leviesse sighed. "Being normal is hard."

"For some. You'll get used to it once you lose that silver spoon; my mother doesn't spend a quarter of what you do on your face shit for all of her beauty things."

"Yeah, but she's naturally beautiful, Serah is. Without the necessary upkeep, I'm Laguna Loire with boobs."

Gale laughed a little too hard at that, earning a punch to the gut from Leviesse.

"Just you wait, Gale. Once our production company is well-known, we'll be back to the type of living we deserve. No more bulky old tellies for us." Leviesse grinned.

"I believe in you, Levi." Gale patted her back gently.

"Thank you. So, what should I eat from here? What tastes good?"

"Everything." Gale laughed. "But you should really try- oh, hey!" He waved, before pulling Leviesse with him to the person he was waving to.

"What the hell, Gale!" Leviesse complained.

"Good afternoon." Gale had pulled her to Aurelie, who smiled at them both. "Oh. Gale, may I borrow Leviesse?"

"But we were going to have married people lunch!" he complained.

"Please? I wouldn't be asking if this wasn't of the utmost importance." Aurelie put her hands together. "This is imperative."

"Well, what's so important that I can't be around for it?" asked Gale.

"Are you sure you want to be?" asked Leviesse. "You don't know- we could be exchanging tampon information."

Gale shriveled at the word "tampon," and slowly started to back away from the girls. "Yeah. Uh... you two have fun with that, all right?"

Leviesse laughed as Aurelie guided her away. "Hey, but I'm hungry, Aurelie. Can't we eat first?"

"You're welcome to sample some of the foods we have for today's meeting of the Academy's Vegetarian Society," suggested Aurelie. "We have mushroom spinach quesadillas this time around. Those are delicious, and they go fast."

"Uh..." Leviesse cringed a little. "I may try it. What's the problem, Aurelie? Is there any special reason you had to wrangle me away from my husband?"

Aurelie waited until they were well inside the Academy garden to explain herself. "I need your help, Levi."

"Oh, of course. What is it? Fashion? Beauty regimen? Experimental treatments to help you finally grow some boobs?"

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