In a purple satin blouse, black trousers and blazer, Milady looked more ready for an important business dinner than any sort of valentine's celebrations. Appropriate, as she'd just left the former, deciding to walk rather than share a cab with her contact, and had no plans or desire for the latter, when she saw a familiar face loitering outside a club wearing a smirk that was all too pleased with himself.
"Anthony J. Crowley, it's been too long," she said coming up beside him, an eager light in her eyes. "Please tell me you've found some delightful schadenfreude tonight."
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Date: 2017-02-21 05:33 am (UTC)"Anthony J. Crowley, it's been too long," she said coming up beside him, an eager light in her eyes. "Please tell me you've found some delightful schadenfreude tonight."