[Here, have a Patchy wandering about briefly before just sitting down with a book. Outside.]

Hm... it seems to have been very quiet recently...

H-hello? Anyone...? Has anything happened here...?

Through some sheer miracle known as Erica, Amalia was able to return all the new people back to their original homes. After she accomplished this, and due to Jin's ongoing vacation, Amalia has been able to get some reading done. Now, anyone who knows Amalia well knows that she enjoys her harlequin romance novels and gets a kick out of people being loveydovey in general. Since Jin is gone at the moment, Amalia has taken this chance to tinker with some codes (like she doesn't do that anyway). With thoughts of blooming, raven-tressed shutupthisisnowaword Greek gods filling her head, she set to work, giggling all the while.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write in the most flowery prose you can. Yes, this means writing in paragraph form. Yes, this also means that your characters will be spouting purple prose. Yes, horribly-written porn threads are a-okay if you want to do them. Let's make this cliché, people!

[ Ada's sitting at one of the tables in the cafe, smiling with an air of complete simplicity. She looks a bit eager and excited as she plays with the small white kitten in her lap. ]

S-so, Elliot, Big Brother, they'll have that kind of tea here, right? The kind that you wanted to teach me about?

[ ooc: Elliot and Ada had a small misunderstanding, Elliot went off on Ada (once again) for her naivety, and Ada, being sweet and innocent Ada, assumed that naivet-tea was something she simply had to try. Conversation is mainly directed at swearto and temperisshort, but do feel free to make things more difficult for them! ]

-grumbles, kicking dirt around-

[The two nice misses had told her this place was called, Erro. It seemed like an intriguing kind of place, but Sharon had to admit that she was a bit miffed. It was extremely rude to transport her to this unfamiliar setting while she was having a nice tea party with her dear friend sister, Miss Alice.

No matter, she always had an extra tea set in her possession, in case of a lack-of-tea emergency.]

Now if only Dearest Sister Miss Alice would join me, the Darjeeling would taste divine.

[See Patchy. She is seated outside. Most of you know her. A lot of you quite well.

She is currently sketching fervently in a black journal.]

This just isn't working out as well as I'd hoped...

[Approach?]

[ you guys, this is your old Sharon okay. New account is new. also, inb4 fail :| ]

My, where could Miss Alice and the others have gone now?

[Aziraphale is standing outside the hotel wearing a really awful tartan hat and looking rather dazed.]

Erm. Well. I think I can safely say that this is not good. Not good at all.

A-Ah! Snowdrop, don't just run off--!

W-Wait, where are you going? I'm supposed to go meet oniichan, and--

[ Ada comes to a stop, realizing that she now has NO idea where she is. Latowidge was never this large a school, was it? ]

Um... S-Snow? Oniichan?

Oz and Elliot had better be nice to her after doubleteaming her into this. :'[

[Looking around, very confused and very frustrated. Tries to telaport via ~*~magical~*~ butterflies, but fails.]

... Alright, what did Ronove put in those damn cookies this time?