Trenton: Splendid. Safe travels then.
*He walked away from the couple and scolded Fuchsia for trying to even attempt wearing the improperly sized stilletos. As he wrapped his ankle, he looked at him.
Trenton: That letter of yours. Clearly, it wasn't for Joji if his husband was so keen on keeping it. I can't imagine it was for your ex. What could it have possibly said that was worth protecting the blasted thing for an entire evening?
*Fuchsia grinned, then it cooled down to a smile as he pulled a letter from his jeans and held it out towards Trenton
Trenton: How did you--?
Fuchsia: Please. I taught her everything she knows. And I'm better at it.
Suri: *Carrying her bag and seeing Devin Hey, Devin. Um, here. *Holds a letter out for him I, well i get if you, um, don't want it. Since I probably got us both in a lot of trouble over nothing. I'm glad you're going home to take care of yourself, but I'll miss having you around at the mansion. And, well, you were the one who gave me the pens, so...