Date: 9 Apr 2020 00:21 (UTC)
abrightboy: (oh dear god)
From: [personal profile] abrightboy
"Well, this is the way to see it," she exclaimed, placing a hand on his forearm.

"No, no, no," Malcolm was saying as he returned to the kitchen island. "You can't just call your tailor and... coerce people into suits."

"Tuxedos, darling. It's black tie. I assume you still own one," she said absently, looking over Raylan with a more appraising eye.

"Mother..."

"You're... what? Six feet? I'm sure he can have something suitable ready in time," she said with a flutter of her hand, as though he'd accepted. "I'll drop it off for you tomorrow afternoon," she informed them, picking up her bag to head for the door.
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