(Barring continuity...)
Heath pulls up in his mini-cooper at the Four Seasons, parking it out of the way as he pulls out his phone from his jacket pocket. The Minstrel had a hot date tonight and he didn't want anything to go awry. He had booked a couple of events tonight, but they weren't celebrity class outings. After all, the limo alone had crippled his spending cash. But Violet LeBlanc was worth it. The amazing woman Heath had met within the Freehold wasn't the type to indulge in glamour. Hell, she created her own, in every step she took and every sound she uttered.
As the Minstrel cradled the phone to his cheek lovingly, caught in the dreamy memory of her, he barely noticed the voice on the other end trying to get his attention. "Oh, hi hi, sorry. I, umm, I'm just calling to check on the limousine I ordered for the evening. It's supposed to be here at 4:30 at the Four Seasons?"
The Four Seasons was where Heath had arranged to meet Violet, since it was far too soon to suggest meeting at either of their domiciles. Not that that wouldn't change by the end of the evening, but he didn't want to get ahead of himself.Pending
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