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Jada couldn't stop her laugh at Auguste's sheepish expression, shaking her head in answer to his words. "No," she said with a tongue-in-cheek grin; "It isn't your fault. We just have to find a time to go by a shelter." Jada didn't support the idea puppy mills, even if they could afford any pure-bred little rascal they wished; their Cat-stor was adopted, so their future Pup-llux could be too.

Violet eyes watched the twins like a hawk, watching two little blonde heads bob up and down in response to his wagging finger and mock-stern expression, and Jada chewed on her lower lip to hide her laugh. Well, that may not work on her irrepressible younglings, but perhaps whatever responsibility he chucked at them for the dog itself would.

"Paris is lovely," Jada said with a smile. "Fashion week there was one of my favorite times to go, but the city always seemed so busy and alive." The Snowperson base was done, and Auguste had a middle, so... "Giulia, Aidan, I don't think we need any more snow darlings, come help us out our Snowperson together!"

She shifted, giving Auguste a smile. If it was tinged with a little sadness, she would never confirm it. "It's good to be able to pursue what you want. To have the talent, drive, and opportunity is an incredible gift." The arts were not a patient career. They demanded a lot.

Tilting her head, she said mildly, "You will need to tell me more about your studio, and the show." Jada did so love supporting causes, however minor. "I enjoy watching dancing, and if it's for a good cause, how could I deny myself the pleasure?"

"I've heard the Destiny City shelters are very good about ensuring the animals are properly spayed and neutered, and healthy. So I'm avoiding the pet shops until we have our new family member. We can pick up supplies there, once I don't have to worry about the twins deciding they need a thousand puppies." she cast him a look, watching his face soften, and then smiling down at the snow.

"Paris Fashion week is February 28th through March 8th. If you take a look at the show lineup, I can see about getting you some highlights," she offered after a moment. "I'll also be going to the New York shows, and possibly checking out a show in London. You're being so kind about helping with the dog thing, and we're practically strangers; I can at least do that much for you." she gave him a bright-eyed smile.

Giulia and Aidan were running closer, and the blonde girl hurled a snowball at her mother-figure and the pretty young man she was helping build a snowperson. "I want to watch you dance!" she exclaimed, and then did a spin. "I can dance, see?" She was the most graceless top, spinning around exuberantly.

"I guess we'll be coming to see you next Saturday, then," Jada said with humor, watching Giulia spin. "I may even be able to keep her in her seat."

"Look, Auguste, I'm a ballerina too!" Giulia declared loudly, doing a bow and almost tripping into the snowperson. "Are we almost done with the snowperson? Is his middle nice and tight?"

It always seemed to be a one day. At least Jada wasn't the only one who found it so, and she looked down at the small little snowball in her hands.

"It's really not a problem," she said simply. "I go to fashion week every year. I used to go to all of the major shows in Paris, Milan, London and New York, but I've been cutting back so I don't have to spend as much time apart from the twins. It isn't like I'm offering to buy your ticket." her mouth quirked. "Just let me know if you change your mind." Jada pushed no further, however, turning her attention to the twins.

Giulia was quite pleased by Auguste's praise, and her laughter was bright and loud as she bowed. "I'll practice, when I remember!" she promised cheerfully. "On with his head!" she scampered closer, happily invading Auguste's personal space. "You've got to do it right, okay? You've got to squish the head on good and tight, or it might fall off!"

A headless snowperson would be awful!

Giulia beamed up at Auguste. She knew she would be magnifique, but his kindness certainly grove it home, and she flailed into his arms with a giggle. Time for hugs! He had held out the head, but she wanted hugs, while he couldn't struggle.

Jada took the snow-head from his hands with a raised eyebrow. "I think you have a tiny growth, Auguste."

Giulis grumbled from where she was attached to the pale person, and glared at her mother-figure. "I'll hold onto the head," she agreed, and then clung to Auguste for a few more moments, examining the snowperson.

"Do we have carrots?" she released her grip on the dancer slowly, holding out her hands for the snow-head. "We need carrots for a nose."

Hugs were great, and Jada leaned out to ruffle Aidan's hair, keeping an eye on Giulia and her new acquisition. "I'm going to have to keep an eye on her or she is going to kidnap you," Jada said dryly. "You should be wary of it. She's sneaky."

Giulia patted him on the head about the carrots, giving a little sigh. "Well, we already knew you didn't know how to build a snowperson," the child said magnanimously, "so we'll forgive you just this once. We need the sticks for arms though..." she chewed on her lip, considering. What were their options?

Running over to Jada's purse, almost dropping the snow-person-head in her excitement. "Mama, do you still have that orange highlighter?"

"No?" Where was- oh, dear.

It was okay, though; Giulia instead pulled out Jada's lipstick. "We'll draw the nose! It will be red! Frost-bitten!" It was a terribly clever idea, and Giulia pranced her way back to Auguste, deus ex machina obtained. "Sticks for arms, a lipstick nose, what about a mouth?"

Wrapped up as Giulia was in the idea of her own cleverness and the excitement of the moment, she completely missed Auguste's clear relief. She was, after all, still a very excitable child. Unlike Aidan, who nestled quietly next to his guardian and peered out from her side, smiling slightly.

"Sticks, stiiicks," Giulia sang, off-tune, "And a lipstick nose, and two eyes made out of... snow?" and as for a- oh. Oh!!!!!!! Giulia stared at Auguste and his tin of beautiful, wonderful mints. "You are so smart," she gasped, tiny body beginning to vibrate with excitement. "Auguste that is a great idea. Our snowperson is going to have the most awesome mouth!"

She flung herself at him with a childish screech, entire body shaking with excitement. She was so excited... that she began to cry. All that feeling had to go somewhere. "Our snowman is gonna be so perfect," she said tearily, "the best snowman."

Auguste knelt, wrapping his arms around her, and Giulia cried happily into him. "We made such a pretty snowperson," she told him, trying not to snot onto him. "It's the best snowperson. Notre Personne de Neige va être la plus belle d'entre elles, Auguste." How could she not find it the best thing? "Je n'ai jamais construit une personne aussi parfaite neige, même si elles n'ont pas de bras et ils sont absents leur nez de carotte."

Jada sighed; Giulia was babbling in french, and the Nanny wasn't here to translate, and while her french was somewhat rough, she knew enough to know Giulia was beginning to gush about the snowman and something about a carrot. At least he would understand her- sometimes Jada had trouble when the other starting emotional-babbling.

Giulia blinked watery blue eyes up at Auguste, bright and puffy as he took her hands. Beautiful, like her? When he was so pretty himself? She sniffled, shaking her head. "It's white, like your hair, and had green eyes like your eyes." tiny hands touched his cheeks. "Our snow-person looks like you, Auguste."

Auguste passed Jada another look, and she rose, joining him and Giulia closer to the snow-person, Aidan still tucked in close to her side. "Giulia, darling, let's go ahead and finish up the snow-person." Extrication of the six year old from her new friend was a delicately done task, with Jada carefully placing two mints for eyes.

Giulia sniffed, patting Auguste's handsome cheeks one last time as she sniffled herself back into some semblance of composure. "Of course." her chin tilted again, and she added, "I couldn't leave you to build the snow-person by yourself, after all. You weren't packing the snow right." she sniffled, hands rubbing over her damp cheeks.

Auguste was lovey, and kind, and had a puppy, and she was very glad she had come to spend time with him today. Helping him was the best idea. Giulia poked at the mouth with furrowed brow, making sure everything was perfect, and then smearing Jada's lipstick on the cheeks and sticking the remainder of the tube in for a nose.

The look Jada tossed Auguste was despair (that wasn't cheap makeup!), before she turned back to the little blonde who was beaming at them both, clearly proud. "Lovely, Giulia. You and Auguste did a wonderful job." It was getting cold, however, and she reached out. "You're half-frozen, sweetie. We should go get you some tea before you catch a chill, darling."