See you, Quinn! Goodnight! -waves-

G'night then, Eliza! -waves back-

Good night, Quinn.

Night'ms Arthur-tarts -snickers-

-giggles, slowly walks away with Quinn's underwear secretly-

(( Eliza's like the sneakiest bully on earth. ))

-Flusters- Don't call me by such a ridiculous name!

Go to sleep!

(( lAUGHING,,, ))

Buenas noches

(LOL.)

Righto then Tarters. -dashes off to sleep-

-giggles, whispers to Arthur- Here, do something with it as revenge~ -hands over Quinn's underwear to him-

-Takes the underwear in hand and raises eyebrow- ...What do you expect me to do with this? -Tempted though-

-shrugs- Burn it or something? I heard it was his favourite lucky underwear. -points to the pattern- It has Shamrock patterns, too...

-Smirks a bit at that- ...Sounds like quite a plan, actually.

-Cackles and goes to grab a lighter-

-happily claps hand and squeaks-

-Holds them over the lighter-

-Sweet, sweet revenge-

-happily claps hands and grins- Do iiiiit! Before he comes back!

-Tries to catch them on fire!-

-Laughs when the bottom catches-

-cackles, eyes glimmering darkly- Brilliant!

-Sharing the same, nearly sadistic fascination- Indeed, my lady!

-Watches as almost all of it catches in flames-

-excited laugh, clasps hands in content- Wonderful!

-Laughs a bit- If I must say so myself.

Now where do we leave the ash...

-Thinks- ..So many possiblities.

*possiblities

we could leave it in his drink.. --giggles-

...Tempting.

Yes. He'd be drinking his knickers.~

-Nods, still rather bitter- Indeed...

-giggles- or we could use it as seasoning in his meals~!

-Smirks- Sounds quite lovely.