Adrienne and Lil

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Lil and Adrienne catch up in the kitchen and end up discussing Garrison's little sister.


Coming in from the smoker's porch, Lil headed straight for the refrigerator. A good long workout followed by a good long smoke had left her stomach rumbling for food and the Amazon was happy to oblige by helping herself to whatever was around. Pulling out two apples, she shut the door only to raid the pantry in her search for peanut butter. Not a feast but it would hold her until Lil could sit down for a decent meal. Never one to worry about slicing her fingers, she set to work slicing the fruit into slices but lost her focus when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

Normally Adrienne ate out or cooked in her suite, but the kitchenette was devoid of food and she was feeling too desperate to go into Salem Centre for groceries, so she had ventured down to the mansion's kitchen to forage for things to take back with her. The psychometrist had taken cooking classes when she'd gotten married, so she was able to cook the basic essentials of edible food, but she wasn't very good at it, honestly. She lacked the patience for cooking. "Hello," she said pleasantly to Lil when she spotted the taller woman. "You cook?"

"Hell no," Lil chuckled as she scooped out a couple spoonfuls of peanut butter onto a paper plate. "Burn shit, yet. Pop something in the oven and have it come out edible? Not a chance in hell." She'd never counted cooking as something she was good at which had resulted in a few problems when the Amazon had quit Beta to play housewife. "Apples and peanut butter is what I'm serving up. You want in?"

Wrinkling her nose, Adrienne shook her head emphatically, brunette curls bouncing around her shoulders. "I'll pass, thank you. I've got a craving for bruschetta, actually." She started rooting around the fridge, not holding her breath that she would be lucky enough to find both salmon and tomatoes. "Did Garrison bring you back any cigars from Florida?" she asked conversationally.

The blonde woman shook her head. "Not that I know of. Those are usually a gift for Logan; I just bum them off the Old Man when I want one." It wasn't often that she did but there was the occasion now and then when she traded up. "Didn't even know he went to Florida to be honest. Kinda been keeping myself holed up in the gym so I'm sure I've missed quite a bit." She was still dressed in her workout clothes in fact: sportsbra with a pack of cigarettes peaking out of the top of her exercise shorts.

"We took in a couple baseball games last weekend," Adrienne explained, "spring training in Florida. Sorry, I just assumed he would get some for you. It seemed as if you two went back a long way, and you're friends with his sister, so I assumed that warranted a few Cubans. I have cigarellos," she offered. "Don't smoke cigars, though."

"Gar and his baseball. Shoulda known," Lil laughed. She dipped an apple slice into the glob of peanut butter and began to much on it. "Yeah, I'm friends with Vikks. She's the closest thing I've got to a sister but that doesn't mean Gar's gonna be toting me home presents every trip he takes." A little smirk and the giantess leaned against counter.

"That's true, I suppose," Adrienne agreed, sounding a little sad. "It's sort of like how I have to stop assuming I'm going to end up with a body part from a bad guy every time Morgan or Amanda go away." The fridge had yielded a can of pasta sauce, as well as some salmon she'd found at the back. It had been left partially unwrapped but it smelled fine. Placing both items on the counter, she rummaged around for bread. "Does his sister tell you things about her love life?" she asked, smirking.

Lil's eyes narrowed at the psychometrist. "Why? Is Gar being an ass and trying to fish for details. Goes against the Girl Code to reveal that kinda stuff to a spy. Sorry," she replied with a shake of her head. Nope, Lil's lips were sealed about who Vikks had taken to bed, especially if that information was going to end up in Big Brother's ear.

"Quite the contrary," Adrienne assured the blonde, smiling as she located two pieces of bread and began spreading them with pasta sauce using a knife from a drawer. "I'm attempting to fish for details about her love life strictly for my own evil purposes." She left those to herself at the moment, wondering if Lil would assume her purposes were to try and attract Vikks for herself.

The blonde woman paused mid-bite then put her apple slice back down on the plate slowly. "What do you mean your own evil purposes?" Lil asked carefully, not having the foggiest idea where this conversation was leading. "You can't land the man so your going after his little sister?"

Adrienne forced her eyes to go wide in apparent surprise. "How little is little, exactly? I suppose I should have thought of this before- Kane's not exactly decrepit, is he? Neither are you. Is she legal, at least?"

"Yes, she's legal," Lil said with a roll of her eyes. "She's my age. A little younger but definitely still legal and has been for a coupla years. But that doesn't explain why you wanna know. I'm all for making Gar's life hell - have been since I was sixteen - but I ain't gonna let you hurt Vikks in the process."

"I 'ain't gonna' hurt anyone," Adrienne assured her, rolling her eyes as she sliced up salmon to put on her bread. "Kane and I were talking about his sister's sex life and Kane mentioned how he didn't want to know about it, and he suggested that if I mentioned the fact that he doesn't want to know to you, you and Vikks would likely try to tell him in graphic detail and he would be forced to kill himself. I'm not sure I want him dead- yet- but this entire episode amused me greatly. So I was just curious to know if you had any of this information about his sister's love life with which to annoy the living hell out of him," she shrugged, biting back a smile and trying to appear serious.

"Oh." Lil's defensive expression melted into one of confusion and then amusement. "Oh! Well that I can help with," the giantess declared. "'Course Vikks and I talked sex; it's what girls do. Whadda wanna know about? First time? Most exotic? Time she hooked up with a girl in a bar?" Lil asked, ratting off scenarios before popping more peanut butter covered apples in her mouth.

"It's what girls do!" Adrienne crowed, saying the phrase experimentally, as if she'd never heard it before. She supposed it was- she had certainly enjoyed talking about her sexual conquests when she'd been a model- still did, really. She and Morgan seemed to enjoy sex as a subject between them. But the thought that it was something that all 'girls' did was highly amusing. And possibly a little disturbing. "I want to know about everything. The more fodder I have to make Kane's brains leak out his ears, the better."

"You'll need buckets to catch it all," Lil promised. It only fleeting occurred to her that she should call the girl whose sex life they were discussing to see if it would be okay to divulge such personal details but if it were for the sake of annoying her older brother, Lil had the feeling Vikks would be okay with it. "Um. Lemme just say first that she doesn't sleep around or anything; Vikks is one of my best friends and I love her dearly so I'm not gonna get too specific but I can definitely give you enough to make him cringe and wanna jab out his eyeballs."

"I can live with that," Adrienne nodded happily.

One more long gaze was shot at the psychometrist as if to judge how truthful she was being before Lil nodded her agreement. "No specifics about what guys she's been with - I don't wanna be responsible for any broken necks if he goes after them - but no guy wants to hear that his baby sister's favorite position is reverse cowgirl or that she lost her virginity on the living room couch," the Amazon offered with a smirk, swirling a slice of apple through the peanut butter. "Or that she made out with one of her girl friends in a bar when drunk and dared."

"Did she really?" Adrienne asked in a teasing tone. "And who was this girl friend, Peanut?" She placed her concoctions in the toaster oven and leaned back against the counter.

"Just a friend who was likewise thoroughly sloshed and who has a habit of partaking in 'Stupid Coed on Spring Break' antics when she's got a head full of alcohol," Lil admitted with a one shoulder shrug and a smirk. "Neither of their significant others at the time were too put off by it though all present agreed it was probably best that Big Brother never found out about it."

"A very tall, very blonde friend, perchance?" Adrienne smirked.

"It's possible," the Canadian answered, eyes dancing impishly. "If none of that makes his ears start bleeding, you can always just start embellishing and flat out making shit up. Even if it's not true, he's still not gonna want to even think that it possibly could be."

Watching the toaster oven like a hawk, the brunette smirked again. "Oh, don't worry. I don't have a problem with embellishments. I just need to know a little more about her so the lies are believable."

"She's fun-loving. A little wild but not stupid about it or anything. Med student and pretty independent..." Lil's shoulder rose and fell again in a casual manner. "I think she mentioned Gar almost walked in on her and some drummer with great rhythm once but I don't remember a lotta the details."

"I'm seriously contemplating how we can get this girl down here and set her up with someone so we can have Kane walk in on them... preferably someone Kane already doesn't like," Adrienne added.

The Amazon laughed as she chewed another slice of apple. "She goes through phases with her guys. Dumb jocks, gotta-change-the-world poets, band members but they've all got one thing in common: they aren't good for anything but a few rolls. And fodder to annoy Gar."

Her mind was already racing through the possibilities and one made her smirk sinisterly. "If it wouldn't end in half the mansion needing to be rebuilt, I'd suggest Logan. Vikks and I had a thing for him when we were younger but like I said, major explosions and lots of death for all involved. Us included. If you pick the guy, I could get her down here for a weekend or something with no problem."

"I have a few in mind," Adrienne said with a sober nod, turning off the oven and removing her bread.