#dbpr

[mommydearestella]

FATHER OF THE YEAR

DENNIS FELCHER REFUSES TO PAY ME ANY OF THE MONIES HE OWES ME ALONG WITH FELCHER FINANCIAL GROUP.  WHAT A PUTZ!  HE IS SUCH A SHMUCK, AS I SEE IT, IT IS UNBELIEVABLE.  THIS IS SOMEONE ENTRUSTED WITH HANDLING THE PUBLICS MONEY.  I THINK THE TOTAL IS SOMEWHERE AROUND $250,000.

[bigbadberry]

Callicarpa: Wait, Tonic? As in Ginny Tonic? That woman at the party was actually Ginny Tonic?

Semillon: Yes? What, do you know her?

Callicarpa: Carnation’s working for Ginny Tonic? 

Semillon: You’re making me worried. 

Callicarpa: My apologies. Let’s go back to names, oui? How about… Prosecco?

[bigbadberry]

Callicarpa: Sem, are you stressed?

Semillon: Well, I mean. Yes. There’s the baby coming, Moscato’s wedding, we’re opening up the third floor. And Carnation, as always.

Callicarpa: But right now, you seem nervous?

Semillon: Moscato just said... it’s of no importance. How can you even tell I’m anxious?

[bigbadberry]

Callicarpa: I just can tell. You’re easy to read.

Semillon: Only for you, I think. Have you got a sixth sense or some supernatural nanny senses?

Callicarpa: Nanny senses? I think I just know you well.

Semillon: Better than most.

Callicarpa: Ha, it’s an honor. You still haven’t told me what you’re concerned about.

[bigbadberry]

Semillon: Prosecco. Oh. I like that.

Callicarpa: I thought you might.

Semillon: Prosecco Glera Blooms. That’s it. Cal, you’re perfect.

Callicarpa: T-Thank you. Um, dinner is ready. If you could grab Ro?

[bigbadberry]

Moscato: So… Wisp? Zephyr? Puff?

Semillon: None of those. I want the name to be elegant and respectable.

Moscato: Zephyr fits that perfectly!

Semillon: Save that for your own then. Besides, I’m staying with the Dulce theme - wine names only.

Moscato: Dulce? You’re a Blooms.

Semillon: ... For now.

[bigbadberry]

Severin: I- what? Are you cooking for me? You really think I would eat food you made?

Callicarpa: You ate it last night. You’re a member of this household.

Severin:... Cinnamon and garlic.

Callicarpa: Good. Now, I’m going to put those in every single dish so you can’t eat anything here.

Severin: I won’t forget this, frog!

Callicarpa: Oh, I hope you don’t! It would be very annoying to bring you to the hospital after every meal.

[bigbadberry]

Moscato: Stop acting like such a prude. I’ve seen the way you look at him - and the way he looks at you.

Semillon: Nothing has happened.

Moscato: Yet. As you said, it’s just you two in house most days.

Semillon: You’re accusing me of cheating on my husband?

Moscato: I’d applaud it really. I loathe that pepto bismol bastard. But mother and father would never support you if you married another Shade. It’s terrible, but it’s true. 

Semillon: Who said I ever wanted their support? 

Moscato: Dearest sister of mine, you can’t be serious. You can’t live in this town if you set yourself against the Blooms and the Dulces. Look, just be pleased with what you have now, alright? Wealth, status, security - and marriage of your own choice, for better or for worse. You’ve achieved a picture-perfect picket fence fantasy - just with the wrong man, but the Dulces are willing to forgive that. Our parents compromised for you once. They won’t do it again for a foreigner nanny with no name.