“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Blame it all on me. I’m a horrible mother for wanting to meet my grown child and to tell her that she’s not human and the reason she’s killing the men she fucks is because she’s a succubus. If you hadn’t taken a vow of celibacy, I would have left you alone still. Now seriously, stop stalling. You know damn well that you were a complete mess when I showed up. You would have starved yourself to death had I not shown up, what with this whole ‘I’ll never sleep with a man again’ business. Bah!” Lilith does an annoying high-pitch mockery voice. “I do not sound like that, and yes, it was very traumatizing. But I still wish you had just let me die back then. I have not been allowed to do what I want since you walked back into my life.” I throw that at her as I change into my slinky, low-cut, bright red spaghetti dress...

~Jareth's POV~ I'm going to be late. Oh well, I'm the artist, it's not like they can fire me. Well I guess they could, but with my reputation that would be very ignorant of them. I need my coffee fix first. Thankfully there isn't a long line. Seems I caught them in an unusual lull in business. This was the first place I ever designed for. Brings back fond, simpler, memories for me. As I walk through the door, I instantly spot a very attractive women next to the counter. Our eyes meet briefly before she looks down. Huh, interesting. Usually, women don't capture my attention. But something about her is calling to me. Just as I am about to go talk to her Jake calls her name and she rushes out the door. Hm. “Hey, Jake. How's it going today?” Maybe Jake knows who she is. But first, coffee.

~Sophi POV~ “I gotta admit, he looks smokin' in those jeans.” I whisper to my friend, Jilly, while checking out the hotty across the bar. “If you say so. He isn't really my cup of tea.” She retorts. “Who's talking about tea? I just need someone to help me take the edge off. Bob took a very sad turn for the worst last night, and I don't have time to get into a shop, and you know I don't trust online sales for that. Sometimes the materials sound good, but just don't feel good,” I sigh in lament. “Sophi, that was a bit TMI, even for my tastes,” Jilly answers sounding put off, but I could make out the laughter in her eyes over my predicament. “Bitch, you've known me for how long? Not to mention you were with me when I bought the blasted thing.”

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