until-- ] Buttercup. [ said flatly. ] That's the worst you can think of, Amore Mio?
[ thank god it's only athena who can speak italian between the two of them... or so she thinks, anyway. . .
then she stops and almost trips when she realises what she just said. her face turns as red as her hair and she covers her face, paper bag hanging by her hands. ]
no subject
too silent.
until-- ] Buttercup. [ said flatly. ] That's the worst you can think of, Amore Mio?
[ thank god it's only athena who can speak italian between the two of them... or so she thinks, anyway. . .
then she stops and almost trips when she realises what she just said. her face turns as red as her hair and she covers her face, paper bag hanging by her hands. ]
Oh my gosh. I didn't say that.