[Mingle]

[randomly_modding]

[So you're in the studio and the camera crew has instructed your characters to break into your teams to discuss 1) the client's personal fashion comfort zone and preferences, and 2) how to give them the Stylecation makeover they obviously need, while 3) working in the episode theme of "animal".]

[Or that's what you're supposed to be talking about, to obey the host.]

[Please don't mind the cameras focused on you at all times, even following you to the snack table to grab coffee and danishes and donuts. But feel free to crash one of the other team mingles!]

Comments

[criminalmastermind]

I'm not comfortable with any of this. Just... resigned. This is my... I think it's my ninth time being kidnapped this year? The exact number depends on your precise definition.

[There's a half-hearted attempt at joviality in his voice, but he's clearly being mostly serious.]

[onehotpepper]

[ninth? color her impressed] I've only managed one in my entire life. Well, one and a half, I suppose. [deleted scene reference!]

[sympathetic, smiling wryly] At least we're in civilization now.

[criminalmastermind]

Don't tell me we're counting halves. That would be risking triple digits.

[He purses his lips at the 'civilization' line.] If you want to call it that.

[onehotpepper]

[wincing] that doesn't sound like the right kind of exciting.

I'll give you that, but I maintain that it's nice not to have to forage. [seriously, that wasn't fun, though it probably did wonders for her figure]

[criminalmastermind]

I've spent most of the last year living on a transport ship. Foraging was an improvement over our regular fare.