Felt v. much like Eva Marie Saint (though noticeably missing pearl necklace and kitten heels) tieing J's tie for him and running hands down shoulders of new, black suit as stood in dressing room of department store.
J: So, not that it's your call, but it really is. What do you think?
H: It's nice. Very nice. But I like your other one better.
J: My gray one? It's so old. I don't think you've ever seen me wear it...
H: (laughing) No. Not the gray one. Your birthday one.
J: My wha... oh! (laughing) Yeah, you do.
Then, nothing. Moment over. Dropped yours truly off and that was that. Though, when he showed up this morning to pick up money (no, am not Js sugar mama -- J was kind enough to run errand for Fish), was wearing ever-so-tiny new Jane Blogger T-shirt and thong (thong hiding under yoga pants).
J: Nice shirt.
H: Thanks. You should see the other half.
J: (Heading out the door. Then stops, hand on door knob.) Yeah. (pause) I should!
Have also finally managed to secure link to T, v. gorgeous disappearing act from few weekends back. Have been promised that lack of communication thus far is not due to low level of interest on T's part but social guffaw of T's roommate. Roommate apologized for being unaware of statute of limitations that exists for chance meetings and first dates. Am hoping communication issues will soon iron out and will be sharing v. nice electricity feeling with T again soon. There is something to be said for v. good immediate chemistry. Something to be said indeed. Like, "Wow" and "Yum" and "Shhh, don't talk."
CR: J will not like this new development.
H: Good. I don't want him to.
CR: What are you going to do now that thing are better with J? Juggle?
H: Always said I should get a hobby...