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" about?"



She asked, taking his hand, wondering about the place.

Ephriam walked along too, actually surprisingly unbothered (due to his current state most likely).



"This." He reached out and picked up a bottle, reading the label. He set it back down, watching as all the rest of the bottles fell on the floor.

Marina sighed, looking him over.



" Perhaps you'd like to try it?"



She asked, looking it over as she watched them tumble to the ground.



" Or, perhaps we should go to another section so we don't get pinned for that..."

Ephriam gave a little chuckle as he followed her into the next section.



"You bring me here, yet you are skittish over knocking off some merchandise?"

" More like, those bottles leak, and have you ever tried to pick up a lubed up bottle? It's next to impossible, let alone an entire shelf worth of them.."



She purred, shaking her head.



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Ephriam just shook his head.



"Job security."

Marina laughed softly, looking him over.



" so, your handling this better then planned, the next question being, what are your views on places such as these?"

"I find them rather distasteful as they both encourage nothing but selfish pleasure seeking and they limit the imagination with poisons." The funny part was that his voice was rather, well, almost chipper over the entire declaration.



"However, I do recognize the convenience."

Marina's eyebrow rose slightly.



" I appreciate some aspects."



she purred softly, moving to kiss him.



" some things are beneficial."

Ephriam walked over to one of those little staticky ball things. Why did this shop have one? Who knows, but Eph liked looking at them. It kind of took his mind off of the whole neon glare thing going on.

Marina glanced over, looking over Ephriam.



" Lovely..?"



she asked curiously, having deciding she didn't care how he felt, she actually needed lube.... If they were planning on making love alot, anyway... ( and she was) ...

Ephriam turned away from the ball to face her, one eyebrow arcing up.



"Yes?" Still, his eyes drifted to the side with the most fascinating object. He murmured soft under his breath as he looked it over.



"I did not know they made those in glow-in-the-dark..."

Marina glanced over Ephriam, and then to the object in question, laughing as she reached for the bottle of body paint.



" Well, then I think you and I should try it out, too "

Ephriam flashed her a grin.



"Anything but neon."

" It's blue."



She replied simply, holding her choice happily, considering him as she looked at her hands and shook her head.



" Your going to have to be serious with me a moment."



She informed him, not sure if he could, as only serious Ephriam was coming out once in a while at the moment.

Ephriam raised both eyebrows, cocking his head to the side.



"Yes?"

Marina smiled at him, and took him down a similar isle to the one they'd gone down before, as it was lined with many different kinds of lubricants.



" we need to pick one we're both going to be comfortable using, because, as you may, or may not have noticed, that's one area I need assistance with."

Ephriam walked with her and gave a slight shrug. What was he supposed to say? 'Yeah, I noticed.'? Nope, this was a trick question. However, he was willing to put his two cents in about the brands.

Marina smiled slightly.



" You could ahve answered that, i wouldn't have killed you.. I can supply it on my own once ina while, just not on a regular basis."



she purred simply as they then turned to discussing which one to get.... which resulted in about four, because they couldn't completely decide... which looked a bit odd as they checked out with four different kinds of lube, and body paint that glows in the dark....

Ephriam was the bigger man however, and paid for the entire thing, even volunteering to carry it home... Not obnoxiously or anything. It was just a nice, gentlemanly gesture.



Now about that party...

Marina sat infront of the vanity, frowning at herself for the millionth time. She was having the worst luck, ever, with getting the right outfit together today. she didn't understand why, either, she never had problems with that... until today.



With a clear little growl, she fussed and moved ot change again, rather unhappy that she was dealing with this kind of issue.... It was all jethro's fault. he'd failed to give her a dress code .... or something... even a hint...

Ephriam opened the door, holding an orange box. How did you know exactly what had been in it before? Well, right on the side was a huge "Sunkist Oranges" logo. He glanced up at Marina and coughed politely.



"Sorry, I thought you would be ready by now." Ephriam himself was wearing a pair of black pants and a black button down shirt. However, it seemed at least somewhat casual seeing as the top two buttons of the shirt were undone and the cuffs were folded back. His eyes drifted over her room skeptically. It looked like Gap had exploded into an Abercrombie and Fitch store.

" I would be, if I knew what to wear!"



she complained as she frowned down at herself and moved to look through her dresses once more.

Ephriam placed the box on the floor, walking over and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. The man leaned over, flicking through the coat hangers and pulling out a dress within thirty seconds. It was kind of creepy how well he knew her wardrobe - at least he had good taste.



"Fun, but with class." He handed it to her.



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Marina glanced to it a moment, considering if it would work as well as he thought, then sighed as she took it and put it on. even if it didn't, he was going to be as over dressed as she, and then she could blame him and Jethro for the whole thing. she really wasn't taking this lack of imput well. Jethro was going to pay.

Ephriam picked up the box again, shifting it to one arm as he considered her in the mirror.



"Very pretty." He paused for a moment before gently venturing to speak.



"I know that it has a certain potential to upset you, but... Jethro's house is a seven hour drive from here. So, perhaps, you would quell your disdain for alternative transportation?" Eph shifted his weight slightly.



"I would be nearly instantaneous."

Marina glanced over to him, nodding slowly as she looked to her clothing, which she was still some what uncertain about. However, she gave in, looking over the box.



" what's with that?"

Ephriam followed her gaze to the box.



"Oh. This?" He reached over with his other arm, pulling back the cheesecloth to reveal the contents. A casserole of some sort, a large thing of fondue with some chips on the side, and an ice bucket with a bottle of wine sticking out.



"Jethro's party dinners are always potluck."

Marina laughed and smiled, moving over to kiss Ephriam.



" alright, well, we probably best be going... before I change again."



She warned softly, taking hsi arm as she nuzzled his cheek lightly.

Ephriam smiled at her and nodded, moving his arm so that it was looped around her. It took maybe a total of three seconds. Eph stood there, still holding his arm around her just to make sure she wouldn't be too unsteady.



"Faring alright?"

Marian made a face as she held onto her stomach, one hand working on rubbing her head, trying to steady herself from that.



" I don't think humans are built quite right for that."



She informed him simply, rubbing her head only now, stomach forgotten. Dang headache ... Jethro was always a headache.... Grrrr.

Ephriam gazed at her apologetically, releasing her just as soon as he was sure she wouldn't fall straight in the floor.



"If it is any consolation, it is not at all uncomfortable for vampires." The man shuffled around with some difficulty and opened the door. Apparently he had landed them in a coat closet - but at the sight of at least five humans outside the room, it seemed intentional. Ephriam stepped outside of the closet and waited patiently for the woman.



"At least it is better than..." Jethro seemed to pop up out of nowhere.



"There you two are!" He glanced at Marina. "Are you still sick?"

" Your going to be."



Marina replied openly, starting to balance out, but still considering ripping his wang off out of revenge. It seemed like a fair trade to her, anyway... she doubted he'd agree though...



However, Marina sighed as her hand dropped, letting ehr sparkle in her normal splendor, eyes turning to Ephriam.



" I didn't think it was, i was merely commenting."

Ephriam smiled brightly at Marina. That sparkle was the thing that had caught his eye the very first time... He wasn't even paying attention really as Jethro rummaged through the food box (apparently he had dismissed his concern over Marina).



"What'd you bring?" He glanced over the dishes and pulled out the wine bottle, reading the aged label. "I have to hand it to you, Eph - your tastes are akin to my own. A man after my own heart!"

Marina sighed as she smiled and moved to loop her arm back through Ephriam's, shaking her head as she watched Jethro in true form, considering the house she was currently in. The first few things she'd done in Ephriam's house had been odd... but one of them had been to map the place. She was curious.

Jethro seemed rather pleased as he looked over the bottle a bit more, and Ephriam seemed not in the least bit perturbed as a butler (obvious by the demeanor and dress) took the box from him and disappeared into a further room. Faintly there could be heard the erratic beat of base, but it wasn't enough to be irritating. Ephriam's eyes lifted, drifting across the room. A couple somewhat familiar faces mingled here in a contemporary and lively room. He glanced back to Marina.



"Where would you like to go? Food, music, people?"

" Up..."



Marina purred, eyes rather far up, eyeing what appeared to be an abandon balcony like walkway, eyes alight with the curiosity, barely keeping ehrself from running off to look without him.

Ephriam followed her gaze and smiled gently, obliging. As he opened a passageway, he spoke softly as though not to disturb the place.



"Jethro lives in a manor quite marginally smaller than my castle, but his family did not feel so threatened. They loved culture rather than land, words rather than property. He has just about the same amount of servants now as he did then, but the place itself has evolved. Most of the rooms have been brought to modern style, but the uppermost levels have been maintained as history created them."

Marina smiled and was wondering up the way he'd opened, giggling and smiling bright now as she took in every little detail, sparing Ephriam a few words as they finally reached the top level.



" Oh, this is much nicer then I thought.... as for size... size isn't what matters, it's how one tends to what they have."

Ephriam nodded as he looked down over the side.



"I was not belittling his home. I rather like it, actually. Seeing as he has installed a central air system, it is nicer to breathe here."