not_meatbuns | Rebel 29 [Voice/Action -- Forward-dated to tomorrow]

[Anybody walking past House 48 today is bound to smell the aroma of cookies. Tons of them. Litchi went a little overboard in preparing some holiday food - as per usual, since the woman never cooks in anything less than army proportions. The house itself is decorated rather nicely; lights, garland, mistletoe, holly, you name it, it's probably strung up somewhere. This may not be a holiday Litchi usually celebrates, but dammit if she's not getting into it anyway. She has her "family" to celebrate with and that's all that really matters.

But there's still the problem of just how many cookies she has here. There's definitely way too much for just her and Tsubaki and Thirteen... and although she knows Tao could eat all of them, she doesn't want to let the catgirl eat too much. And so, a very cheerful Litchi puts a call out over the journals:]

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Would anybody like some cookies? I think I made a bit too much, and there's certainly more than enough to go around. If anybody would like some, just let me know and I can bring them by.

The snow really is beautiful today, isn't it...? Just be sure to keep warm, everyone. I'd hate for anyone to fall ill with all the festivities going on.

[[ooc: Anyone is welcome to cookies! Feel free to either come knocking on the door of the house or just ask even if Litchi doesn't know your character. :D Also, she has presents for friends. Go nuts!]]

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Of course. I'd be very happy if you came by later, especially since you know where I live.

[He looks a little surprised.] A gift for me? Oh you did not need get me something, Miss Faye-Ling.

[Her tone is playful.] I did mention that I had some gifts for friends, didn't I? You certainly count towards that group.

[He's blushing brightly.] Thank you so much, Miss Faye-Ling. Or would you prefer I call you Miss Litchi now? I-I do not mind if you call me by my first name, unless you'd rather call me by my last name.

[Soft chuckle.] Just "Litchi" is fine, really, but whatever you'd prefer is alright. I know the formality tends to vary between cultures around here.

As for me... is "Mr. Frederic" acceptable?

[His face is still bright red, though he's trying to hide it.] Yes, that's very acceptable. And very well, I shall call you Miss Litchi since I think it would be most appropriate.

That will be just fine.

[Pff. The blushing is cute, but she won't pick on him just yet. Instead, she just turns to a small pile of gifts that she has stacked on a table near the front door, takes one, and hands it over to Chopin. Inside, he'll find some sheet music -- no composer in particular, just whatever classical music she could find in the shops that wasn't something of his.

She smiles.] There. Hopefully what I picked was alright.

[Frederic opens it with a small smile and looks up at her.]

Thank you so much, Miss Litchi. These are perfect, I'll be able to use them for myself and my students for when I start my private lessons again. That does remind me, would you like to sign up for them? Most people seem to think lessons are only for the youth, but I've taught students who are adults as well.

[Soft chuckle.] That's very kind of you, Mr. Frederic. I may just take you up on that... my parents tried to have me learn violin when I was little, but I'm afraid I was never very good at it. Maybe it's worth another try.

I can assure you the piano is a much easier instrument to play, you'll love learning to play such a fine instrument.

If you're sure I can learn, I certainly wouldn't mind.

With my lessons, I know you could do it.

Rebel 29 [Voice/Action -- Forward-dated to tomorrow]

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