Apr. 20th, 2009

manorsuperman: (small grin)
Your Expression Number is 6
You have an outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance.
You are helpful and inclined to comfort those in need.
You have many artistic and creative talents, but you only use them to better others.

You are loving, friendly, and appreciative of others.
You have a depth of understanding that produces much kindness and generosity.
Openness and honesty are apparent in your approach to all relationships.

Sometimes, you can be too demanding of yourself.
At times, you tend to sacrifice yourself for the welfare of others.
At other times, you have trouble distinguishing between helping and interfering.


Yes, Chloe, I put my actual last name in there. Though substituting "Winchester" doesn't change a damn thing.
manorsuperman: (wonderful sarcasm)
A kissing booth. Not exactly her idea of a fundraiser, but it was something the kids were wanted to do, so she went with it. All were willing, all were legal (or close enough), and they seemed like they were having a lot of fun...

Part of her still felt so wrong about it, though. It's not prostitution, no, but she still felt like a pimp.

"Lana!"

She turned to see her assistant, smiling from ear to ear. "Having fun, Margret?"

"Margie," she said, only slightly annoyed. "Why can't you just call me Margie like everyone else?"

"Sorry. Habit. And you didn't answer my question."

"I waaas...and now, it's your turn." The cheeky brunette took hold of her employer's arm and tried to pull her toward the booth she had formally occupied.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Lana wasn't letting herself be lead. "I agreed to let you put this on, but I never said I'd participate!"

"Aw, come on, Lana!" Margie pleaded. "It would be good! Everyone wants to kiss the manager of ISIS! Plus, you need to set an example for all of us."

"A better example would have been to scrap this idea in the first place."

Margie gave her a look, one she couldn't have gotten away with a few months later.

Lana was starting to fold under the pressure. "Can't you just illusion yourself into me?"

"You're right here!"

"I could hide."

"Lana...come on." Her face was more serious now. "Do it for me, and all the people like me that we still have to help."

Lana sighed, knowing there was no way to argue with that. No way she could think of, anyway.

She made her way to the booth, and greeted yet another of her clients turned employee.

"David."

He patted her shoulder and gave her a soft grin. "Lighten up, boss. It's for a good cause."

She just sighed again. "Hypocrisy, thy name is Lana."

[ooc: Kisses are $5, as many as you want, as long as you can pay. Though if you're a jerk, expect Lana to punch you in the face. Money raised so far: $25]

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