Feeding the Troops

[Stagey]

"It was," she replied, trying futilely to simply dust the flour off her clothes and face. It only seemed to bury itself deeper. "I'm a sight." She couldn't help but to laugh a little. It was inevitable that something this foolish would happen when she was trying to impress Jack - it always seemed to happen.

[jackkelly]

"You are actually, you look like Ghost Stagey," He said with a grin, still trying to wipe the flour off her face. "This ain't gonna work, you need a bath." He tried not to laugh, but couldn't help it. The entire situation was ridiculous.

[Stagey]

"Too funny," she groaned, going to the basin and pumping a few bursts of water into her hands. She splashed her face once or twice, but it only resulted in a pasty mess coating her cheeks. "Stop laughing," she protested, finding a smirk tickling her lips anyway.

[jackkelly]

"Use the girls washroom upstairs, I'll clean up here." He said still chuckling.

[Stagey]

"Not if you have your own cleaning up to do." With a playful grin, she tossed a handful of flour over Jack's head, letting it settle into a white poof. His hair looked positively caked with white.

[jackkelly]

Jack coughed and then shook the powder off himself. He started laughing. "Oh you're gonna get it!" He stepped closer to her, hands reaching out to grab her.

[Stagey]

"What are you going to do - get more flour on me?" As if that were even possible at this point. A cakey mess, she skitted across the kitchen.

[jackkelly]

"Yes," He said with a mischevious grin and picked up another bag of flour. "You better run." Jack said with a laugh of course proceeded to chase her around the kitchen.

((god he's like a twelve year old LOL))

[Stagey]

((And it's beautifully hilarious.))

Tempted to dash away from him for just a moment, she turned, facing him, feeling him skid to a halt. This whole kissing business had her feeling a little braver than normal.

Giving him a bashful glance, she took one small step closer, rising on tiptoe to meet his eyes. "I dare you."

[jackkelly]

"Yea? Oops..." he said with a shrug and dumped the entire bag over her head.

[Stagey]

Well, he did it. He actually did it. What else could she do but sit there, a veritable mess? She looked like the abominable snowman. "You sure you want to take this awful sight out on a date tomorrow?"

[jackkelly]

"I wanna take you out even more now, you just let me dump flour all over you!" He said. "Seriously? Most girls would be losing it about now."

[Stagey]

Stagey considered this, frowning thoughtfully. Yes, many of the prissy types that Jack often had on his arm at one time or another were too caught up in their appearances to let that sort of thing happen. What separated Stagey from those other girls, she supposed, was that she let Jack be silly because - well, she adored him through and through.

"Yeah?" It came as a warm ray of hope to her as she dusted off some excess flour. "Where will you take me?" Ball back in his court, that was good.

[jackkelly]

"How bout Mama's? Race is always raving about it." Jack said with a smile. "Besides there's nothing like Italian food."

[Stagey]

"I'd like that." She dusted some excess flour off her hair and shoulders, offering a bashful grin. A real date. She had absolutely nothing to wear and wasn'r even sure if she'd be a good date at all, but the thought of finally being doted upon by that silly cowboy she knew so much was enough to turn her cheeks crimson underneath all that flour.