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Namoi had caught that accidental compliment made by Madeline; woah, what had this place done to them? There must be some mind control thing in this house; yep.

Seeing that Alyekzander was leaving, part of her hoped he wouldn't. He was actually making good conversation, and was being less.......snappy. She decided not to let him get away quite that quickly. "I see. But before you run off, any part of the house that is YOUR favorite; I haven't heard much outta you." she grinned, and brushed back some of the hair out of her face with her hand.

Seeing the man from the night before, Naomi grew silent. She refused to call this man her father; it just didn't feel right. Seeing him drop the gift into her hand, she felt her heart sink as she guessed that it was jewelry. Poor Cecelia; she had spent all that time to buy her a pretty necklace, and out this guy pops with a fancy looking case. Not that it was wrong to give her a gift on her birthday, but she figured it didn't take much effort on his part. And then her present for Madeline was still upstairs.

"Morning." was all she said, then turned away quickly to look at another car, guilt kicking in again.

Adrienne blinked, momentarily de-railed. She wasn't even sure who the guy was for a few moments, until Madeline said 'Daddy Dearest'. She raised her eyebrows; she'd never seen him in anything but a freakishly starched suit. Adrienne's eyebrows shot up her forehead when the little box turned out to be a car. "Hodamn, Mad."

Madeline walked through the rows of cars. "Damn." She muttered at the sheer number, and imagined price tags, of the cars. Eventually she reached a cherry red mini cooper.
She couldn't help but squeel.

Alyekzander paused, surprised at the question from Naomi. Remembering his regret over brushing her off when they first met, he was prepared to answer, but clammed up again when his father entered the garage. The man never looked at him, but Alyekzander straightened all the same. he looked to Naomi again, but again stalled on his answer. The girl seemed to be uncomfortable, but why he had not guessed.

She cheered somewhat when his father had left... leaving Alyekzander even more confused. And given his tendency to ponder these things, he found himself left behind. Catching up with the small group of girls, he finally did speak quietly. But not before looking at Naomi's head where she's managed to bang it. "Do be careful, Miss Naomi. To answer your question, my favorite place is the kitchen. Though I am also fond of the greenhouse." He frowned slightly, remembering his first encounter with Emilie there.

Madeline was inspecting the seats. "Well, I think I'll swing by Titans, maybe Blockbuster. Speaking of which, we have to watch a movie tonight. Any suggestions?"

((I know, I know...I'm posting. Shocking, right?))

Domanik became lost in the whirlwind of activities, but refrained himself from his usual tantrum to put the spotlight back on himself. It was her birthday, after all. Speaking of which, after he'd overheard the tidbit about her vlog at breakfast, he'd looked through the list of vlogs he was subscribed to, but hadn't had time to watch in months due to his own film projects and his father's wedding, and the many tantrums that had occured as a result of the latter.

He should have realized who she was, but he'd been too distracted to see. He re-counted the signs as he slipped quietly from the garage: middle child in a big family, all girls; mother was getting married to someone who was a relative stanger to her, a man with a large family of boys. Well, he mused, it wasn't his fault she looked nothing on camera as she did in person. In person she was kind of (dare he actually admit it?) cute.

Online he wasn't Domanik Gerasimov, instead, he was Tarantino_Protege. He didn't use his account as a vlog so much as for a showcase of his projects. market testing, if you will. he'd exchanged a few comments and PMs with her, but never imagined who she might be. Just as well, as he'd sent her present anonymously, once he'd realized who she was. It was doubtful she'd know who Tarantino_Protege really was.

These thoughts in mind, and the others distracted by the mini-cooper, he slunk from the garage, before Madeline recalled their encounter this morning. It wasn't Madeline he was afraid of, but if Mrkus learned that it was his beloved Porsche that was in danger, well, his Mustang might not stay pristine for long. However, Mark was not likely to do anything to the car if Domanik wasn't there watching. He retreated to his room to hide his film equipment. If he was lucky, Markus might only break his 360.


Markus smiled. "I'm sorry for not taking you all through the greenhouse, but usually it's only Alykzander who finds anything of interest there." Alyk would know he was only teasing. "So, Maddy, are you having a happy birthday? Because, I was thinking while we go get the movie, I might just have to take anyone who wants to come for ice cream, my treat What do you say?"