Meeting A Partner In Crime

"Sure, you can pet him. He's vain and he loves attention."

Cordelia laughed softly to herself and began to pet Fluffy. "You really are a beautiful plant," she told him.

When Cailie returned with the chair, the twenty year old stopped petting the plant and looked at it, smirking. "Awesome," she said. "Where shall we put the guillotine?"

Cordelia nodded. "Alright, sounds good," she said, and walked off to get the guillotine. She returned a few moments later with it and pushed it into the back room, being careful not to hurt herself in the process. The last thing she needed was to lose an arm or a finger, even if it would eventually grow back.

"And the Princess Bride thingy?" she asked.