"How was your date?" Asked Mairey as she approached the purple man.
"Well," Lars sighed as he began to remove his jacket, "It could've been better."
"Oh?" The elvish woman took his jacket and placed it on his coat rack, "What happened?"
"Shelly," he undid his bowtie and began as he walked over to the dining room, "Is really stuck up." He then undid the top three buttons on his shirt, revealing his collarbone and some of his firm chest.
"How so?" Asked Mairey as she followed him into the dining room. She walked over to the pantry and took out a tall, Sacramento green bottle of wine.
