#chat:lilah

[scamperoo]

who: scamp & @ladylilah where: lilah's house

It had quite honestly come as a shock that his mother had let both of his sisters stay over the night before. Scamp had to beg and plead for it, to be fair, but the fact that she'd given in was enough of a victory for him. He knew that she needed a break, some time to herself to process what had happened, and a night's sleep without having to worry what where her children were. His sisters also needed some time away from the prodding of their mother, to get their minds off of what had happened earlier in the day and pretend like things were normal for a few hours. Both were services he was happy to provide.

In the morning, Scamp had agreed that they'd all come for breakfast to his mother's house, which was where he'd pulled up with his sisters at exactly ten o'clock, sharp. Lilah had already gotten a full spread ready for them, to be expected, and it was enough for Scamp to know that she hadn't slept much the night before at all. After the pancakes were gone and his sisters went to spend time with Colette, Scamp had his mother to himself. "You didn't have to do all this," he insisted, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she began to clean. "They're all good, I promise. We can stay over tonight here, if you want."

[attaant]

who: atta & @ladylilah where: lilah's house

Somehow, the only place Atta wanted to go after her talk with Hopper was to the Deare household. It had been a while since she'd talked to Lilah, and from hearing that her children were all going to Scamp's apartment, she supposed both of them could use the company. It had been a long day, but she would rather be sitting around the kitchen table with her new friend instead of being paraded around the reception dance floor. Though she couldn't tell if her presence would be entirely welcomed, Atta hoped the bottle of champagne that still sat in her car from yesterday would be an acceptable olive branch.

Lilah hadn't answered the phone when she'd called on the way, but Atta decided to make her way over, anyway. With the cautious ring of a bell, she stood back and waited, rocking back on her heels with the bottle in her hands until the door opened. "Hi, I, um, tried to call, but I figured ... it's been a really long day, I could use a drink, and I hoped you might want one, too," she said in greeting, holding up the champagne with a sad smile.

[scamperoo]

who: scamp & @ladylilah & @nohousedog where: the junkyard

Getting here with his mother was a colossal step forward in the quest to take down his father, again. He knew that it was a big ask from her to let him in on whatever she and Buster had planned, but Scamp had taken it as a sign that she trusted him now more than ever. This was the safest way to do things: Scamp was going to find a way to get involved in their plans whether they liked it or not, but at least he knew now how he could best help them. Of course, he had no interest in letting his sisters in on what he was up to, but it seemed like that was thankfully unspoken between him and his mother.

It was after hours, with just the three in Buster's office. Not even Angel knew that he was coming, though he had heard a rumor that she was spending Atta, of all people, all of a sudden. He decided it best to keep that part to himself, leaving the personal questions unsaid as they finally took a seat. "Thanks, um, for letting me come. I appreciate it," Scamp began, breaking the silence with his rehearsed bit of gratitude. Scamp wasn't sure how they proceeded after the introductions and small talk, or if there even was any. @ladylilah @nohousedog

[attaant]

who: atta & @ladylilah​​ where: main room, engagement party

Atta was not one to relish attention, nor did she really enjoy meeting new people under the preface that she was related to Colin Hopper, but that was what the entire evening was turning into, much to her dismay. At least Myles seemed happy, beaming as he brought her around the main ballroom in Kit’s house, introducing her to every one of his acquaintances and friends. Many of the interactions were brief, as Myles became distracted by waving to yet another person across the room, but one woman had made an impression on Atta, and when she’d seen her slip off to the bar to grab a glass of champagne, the blonde followed.

“Hello again,” she greeted, giving the older woman a smile as she plucked a new flute of champagne off the bar, already poured. Atta was doing her best to be a gracious host, thanking anyone who had spared a moment for her and her now fiancé when she knew just how much of a handful he could be. It was a good thing she had the rest of her life to get used to it. “I just wanted to thank you so much for coming, and for being so kind to Myles and I earlier. How do you two know each other again?”

[scamperoo]

who: scamp & @ladylilah where: scamp's room

After Hopper had left his house, and Atta herself had come by, Scamp knew that he had a lot to discuss with his mother. It wasn't that he wanted to throw her under the bus, but that he really did want to take what she had offered him into consideration. It wasn't the worst idea in the world, leaving a life of extreme danger for something more quiet. He could work for his boss, still, just in a different way. The Dreyfus Company was a big, respected one, too, and if he ever wanted to do something else later on, getting work experience on his resume that wasn't being a mafia member was a good place to start. His mother's opinion meant more to him than anyone else's, though, and he waited until after he had some time to think on it to see what she had to say. "Thanks, Mom," he said as she came in with his dinner on a tray. Though he was getting more comfortable with a wheelchair, staying in bed for the next few days before he could get his stitches out was probably safest. It was at least what his mother preferred.

"Do you mind staying for a minute? There's something I wanted to, uh, talk to you about." It actually had nothing to do with his three new half-siblings, though he probably should talk to her about that eventually. Lilah's reaction to the will reading had been about what he expected, though she hadn't heard that his grandfather had known all along. "Atta came by the other day, and Hopper did, too, earlier, while you were out with Colette," Scamp started, beginning to pick at his food to manage his nerves. "I know we talked about it before, but I think … I don't know, maybe it's time for me to get out. I was kinda scared about finding a job, if I did, but Atta--she offered me one, with her. Like, at her company, instead of doing … all the stuff with Hopper." He paused, looking up at her for a moment. "What do you think?"

[attaant]

"I need you to trust me." - lilah

She did trust Lilah, she wanted to, but the assurance that the woman had given her that she would take care of everything legal about this whole ordeal wasn't quite enough for Atta to feel completely at ease. Hopper was a demanding man, one who was not up for any sort of negotiation, from what she could tell. No matter how hard she'd tried in the past with him, Atta had never gotten very far, not when it came to anything business or personal. "I do, I'm--I just am a bit skeptical," she clarified, not wanting to offend one of her only allies in this whole ordeal. Lilah had practically offered her a way out of marriage, and though it wasn't a route that Atta had wanted to take, she couldn't ignore that she had at least seen through her enough to know that she needed one. "Can we just go over what your plan was again? I'm very open to negotiation when it comes to the agreement, as long as there is one." Atta hadn't thought that she'd be getting any semblance of a legal document besides a marriage license when she agreed to say yes to Myles. At least now she knew that something was possible. "I'm still amazed that you got him to budge whatsoever. Even if it's just a meeting, I've never had one of those go very successfully with him," she admitted. Though, now that Myles had been used as a threat against Hopper, she might have more time than she thought--not that Atta ever wanted Myles to stand as a punching bag for his brother, but maybe getting both of them out of this was best for everyone. @ladylilah