EPISODE 1: MEETING THE BACHELOR
MEETING THE COLONEL
David was sitting in his wheelchair in disguise, and flying on perc. Surely no one would find in this disguise since people were looking for him... that's what happens when you escape HGH. But his disguise was stupendous. He played with his wheelchair, wheeling it back and forth, back and forth, while waiting for James to arrive. "HAS ANYONE DONE HIS MAKEUP?" he shouted for no good reason. "HE HAS TO LOOK GOOD NEXT TO ME! I CAN'T BE NEXT TO A WRINKLY MAN!" because he's a celebrity and things.
James was escorted off to the mansion or where ever it was that this interview was going to be taking place. Upon stepping out of the car, that one eye swept across the exterior of the building to survey the build -- and out came a scoff of disapproval. Seems it wasn't enough to impress one of the wealthiest men around. Though he still managed to put on a bright smile that was given to David upon approaching the wheelchair bound man, and a hand shot out from his side to offer a handshake. "Mister Pink, I presume?" Always with the formalities. He tried his best to ignore the eccentric behavior.
David watched as the limo pulled up. The cameras were set and the first shot would be of a dashing old Colonel stepping out of the limo in style. As he walked up to David per instruction, David looked up... waaaay up at James responding to his smile with a dilated one of his own, ear to ear with his pearly whites showing. Remaining seated in his wheelchair he shot a hand back to shake it. The cameras were already rolling and this part of the show was always quite casual. "Shhhh... Yeah its me but don't tell anyone." speaking in a loud whisper and looking around like a squirrel protecting its... well you know. "I presume to be happy to meet you Colonel." a quick smile flashed to the camera before returning to the man "How do you feel being on the show?" completely not addressing the fact that he was wearing a pink wig, a hat with ears, pink shorts and a rather large cast.
James found himself able to smile that much easier, given the choice of apparel that David was sporting for the occasion. This sight had proven to be much more worth his time than the mansion that he would be spending the next couple weeks. "Oh, sure thing. It's our little secret." He laughed to the first comment from David and wrapped his massive hand around the much smaller one of the mans to give it a firm shake, and then promptly return that cane to join the other atop his cane. "Well, honestly I'm not sure. This is going to be a change from the norm without a doubt. I've never so much as seen an episode of the bachelor. But, I can say I'm excited to be trying something new and finally meet the ladies."
David nodded as James spoke, his ear to ear smile with bright white teeth intact. The nodding continued for far longer that it was meant to but you can thank the drugs for that. "Well I can tell you Colonel, the ladies are excited to meet you too. We have some goooooooorgeous ladies lined up, especially Ren..." he stopped and looked at the producer who was behind the camera, swinging his head back to James "But I mean ALL of them are just.. lovely!" He had been warned by production about playing favourites. "Well.. we won't make you or the ladies wait any longer. Please make your way to the front door as each lady approaches. I'll have a little chat with her and send her over to you." he turned his chair to point toward the door of the mansion but not without turning a full 360 in his chair first.
James maintained a bright smile to rival that of David's as they spoke, for the sake of appearances and everything. He knew that in the end, they were still on television and had to make everything look good. Too bad he could only hold up half the eye contact that his fellow man was managing this entire while. His lips parted as if to speak something when he talked up one woman specifically, but quickly dismissed that thought and passed it off as nothing by simply turning his head to give a fake cough. "No rush. I don't want them to be overwhelmed. I want to know they're ready to see me." He took a step to the side as if to move toward the front of the mansion as directed, but paused only briefly at the sight of David doing a little spin. Then when he was finally pointed in the right direction, a light bow of his head followed in gratitude and he followed on that way.
David watched as James acted quite perfectly - a man who knew how to behave in such instances with all the right makings of a gentleman. Nodding at the Colonel's words he continued nodding as he watched the man walk away, assuming he'd find the front of the mansion. He covered one side of his mouth with his hand and whispered loudly "Send Ren" because... playing favourites, and no one could see that because he covered the side of his mouth while FACING the camera... right? He the sat there waiting for Ren to approach him while one hand started to scratch the top of his cast. Itchy.
James was escorted off to the mansion or where ever it was that this interview was going to be taking place. Upon stepping out of the car, that one eye swept across the exterior of the building to survey the build -- and out came a scoff of disapproval. Seems it wasn't enough to impress one of the wealthiest men around. Though he still managed to put on a bright smile that was given to David upon approaching the wheelchair bound man, and a hand shot out from his side to offer a handshake. "Mister Pink, I presume?" Always with the formalities. He tried his best to ignore the eccentric behavior.
David watched as the limo pulled up. The cameras were set and the first shot would be of a dashing old Colonel stepping out of the limo in style. As he walked up to David per instruction, David looked up... waaaay up at James responding to his smile with a dilated one of his own, ear to ear with his pearly whites showing. Remaining seated in his wheelchair he shot a hand back to shake it. The cameras were already rolling and this part of the show was always quite casual. "Shhhh... Yeah its me but don't tell anyone." speaking in a loud whisper and looking around like a squirrel protecting its... well you know. "I presume to be happy to meet you Colonel." a quick smile flashed to the camera before returning to the man "How do you feel being on the show?" completely not addressing the fact that he was wearing a pink wig, a hat with ears, pink shorts and a rather large cast.
James found himself able to smile that much easier, given the choice of apparel that David was sporting for the occasion. This sight had proven to be much more worth his time than the mansion that he would be spending the next couple weeks. "Oh, sure thing. It's our little secret." He laughed to the first comment from David and wrapped his massive hand around the much smaller one of the mans to give it a firm shake, and then promptly return that cane to join the other atop his cane. "Well, honestly I'm not sure. This is going to be a change from the norm without a doubt. I've never so much as seen an episode of the bachelor. But, I can say I'm excited to be trying something new and finally meet the ladies."
David nodded as James spoke, his ear to ear smile with bright white teeth intact. The nodding continued for far longer that it was meant to but you can thank the drugs for that. "Well I can tell you Colonel, the ladies are excited to meet you too. We have some goooooooorgeous ladies lined up, especially Ren..." he stopped and looked at the producer who was behind the camera, swinging his head back to James "But I mean ALL of them are just.. lovely!" He had been warned by production about playing favourites. "Well.. we won't make you or the ladies wait any longer. Please make your way to the front door as each lady approaches. I'll have a little chat with her and send her over to you." he turned his chair to point toward the door of the mansion but not without turning a full 360 in his chair first.
James maintained a bright smile to rival that of David's as they spoke, for the sake of appearances and everything. He knew that in the end, they were still on television and had to make everything look good. Too bad he could only hold up half the eye contact that his fellow man was managing this entire while. His lips parted as if to speak something when he talked up one woman specifically, but quickly dismissed that thought and passed it off as nothing by simply turning his head to give a fake cough. "No rush. I don't want them to be overwhelmed. I want to know they're ready to see me." He took a step to the side as if to move toward the front of the mansion as directed, but paused only briefly at the sight of David doing a little spin. Then when he was finally pointed in the right direction, a light bow of his head followed in gratitude and he followed on that way.
David watched as James acted quite perfectly - a man who knew how to behave in such instances with all the right makings of a gentleman. Nodding at the Colonel's words he continued nodding as he watched the man walk away, assuming he'd find the front of the mansion. He covered one side of his mouth with his hand and whispered loudly "Send Ren" because... playing favourites, and no one could see that because he covered the side of his mouth while FACING the camera... right? He the sat there waiting for Ren to approach him while one hand started to scratch the top of his cast. Itchy.
REN FINDS A LOST COLONEL
Ren fluffed long blonde waves before flashing a bright smile , a slow purposeful walk bringing her toward David " ironsides" Pink ... " David! so good to see you again , only you could make a wheel chair look fabulous , I hope you aren;t in too much pain?" her lower lip plumped put in a slight pout , before violet hues would connect with the camera , posing next to David, making sure tits and ass were on full display to the nation ... well Hathian at least
David was inspecting his cast as Ren was approaching. Forgetting the cameras for a while until he heard the woman's voice "REEEEENNN!!" he called out "You maaaade it!" as if she was coming to his party and not a TV show that she was unlikely to miss. His arms shot up as if a touchdown was scored by whoever the best football team was nowadays. "Pain??? Naaah. I am in nooo pain at all! And you look faaaabulous. How do you feel? Are you excited?" Just a little chit chat before she'd be sent to find James.
Ren nodded , " I am soooooOOOoo excited "bouncing on her feet she did a lil dance that soon evolved into her twerking around David's chair, pausing to kick out in various modelesque poses. Leaning in she whispered, " David , I'm afraid to live in the house David . David I think they are going to be mean to me " her eyes lifted looking to the other girls before nuzzling in conspiratorially with the controversial host ," It will all be worthwhile when I win !"
Ana arrives at the house as the invitation specifies. Making her way out to the interview area - 'cause another one of those is -just- what she wants - her hands move furiously against her tires, propelling her forward like she's racing. Taking the turn, she nearly tips the damn thing onto two wheel. "WOOOOOOOO" she yells out as she begins to circle David and another woman at top speed - or at least as high speed as she can without tipping over. At first, she doesn't even notice that David has a wheelchair and a cast as well. Pain killers are probably at work in her case. "TWINSIES!" she calls out with a manic giggle.
David grinned again ear to ear as Ren rocked the poses when suddenly he heard her whispers and flashed a brief expression of concern, which switched back to exaggerated host grinning as he remembered the cameras. "I'm.. umm.. so glad you're... exciiited." nodding to make up for the whispers but then added his own hushed statement "You'll be fine. And remember I'm officiating when you get proposed!" then back to normal. "Well then Ren..." he barely got a sentence out when Ana sped in like a race car. "Whoa! Is that me with red hair?" shaking his head he looked back to Ren "Oh yes Ren... please go find Mister Colonel at the front of the Mansion." wide-eyed smile, watching as she walked away before bringing his attention to Ana.
Ren paused and took a leading steop toward the mansion only to step back as Ana came careening around them , " excuse me .. miss .... excuse me .." finally the blonde made a run for it , leaping onto the deck , turning she glared , leveling a pointed finger at Ana , " Jealous!" , turning on her heel Ren went off in search of the male species
((CUT TO THE COLONEL))
James continued on down the way after being pointed toward the entrance, but the first place where he came to a stop was a garage. That hardly looked like a welcome area, and so he just kept walking and wandering about. Certainly he would find something along the way that would tip him off to where he was supposed to stand. A camera crew standing about waiting for him, or something along those lines. Either way, soon enough he found himself lost and wandered straight off the property and into the grass where he apparently began to appreciate nature.
Ren glanced about there was the garage , and stairs , a lot of stairs, she wasnt about to climb the only to find she was in the wrong place. Perplexed for a moment the blonde cupped her hands to her lips and called out , " Colonelllllllllllll , Colonellllllll WeaverrrrrrRrrRr" she did a full cirlce looking to the cameraman following her moves , " where is he ? You didn't lose him did you? If you did David is going to hate you! " flashing a pleasant smile again she tried calling out , taking a few steps toward the stairs , " Colonel are you up there ? It's me REN!"
James should really be thankful that his old age had not made him deaf. The first shout from Ren had caught his attention, bringing him to turn slightly in place to the origin of the shout. Then there was another shout, and he couldn't mistake the sound of someone calling his name. "Hello, Ren!" He shouted from his position and started to slowly make his way back through the grounds, head on a swivel to seek out the woman. "I'm on my way!"
Ren the blonds eyes were drawn to the mans form as he emerged from the brush at the front of the house, regaining her composure she prowled toward the man ,an easy sway to her hips and a bounce to full breasts , extending her hand , with a bit of a royal flourish and flex of the wrist , " hello , Colonel , a sincere pleasure to meet you , you are every bit as amazing looking as I thought you'd be ! I am Ren , currently I work as a burlesque dancer , and lawyer . I used to be a Police lieutenant Barrista , All I can say Colonel is I am so excited to meet you , and cannot wait to hear all your stories about the things Colonel's do " ren was wide eyed, unable to contain her excitement she began to hop up and down , lush breasts echoing her movements with a jaunty little bounce , "I am sorry should calm down , it's just not everyday a girl meets a real live hero "
James settled his cane to stick into the ground alongside him as Ren made her approach. Truth was that he didn't really need it to get around, but he did have a bad back that could go out on him at the worst possible moments from time to time. More of a safety precaution than a necessity. These were the struggles that came with being a literal giant. "You as well." He said with a smile to Ren and reached out to take her hand within his own, then draw it up where he could tenderly kiss the top of it like a true gentleman. "Lieutenant, dancer, barista..lawyer..quite the resume that you've got. Refreshing to see a young woman that works so hard." His singular eye was trained steadily upon each of hers, with only a momentary glance offered toward the bouncing milk jugs. He had to put a conscious effort into appearing as if he were the perfect gentleman. "No worries, Ren. You don't have to be nervous. I'm no more of a hero than yourself." So humble. Acting as though a police Lieutenant compared to a war veteran that lost his eye in war
David was inspecting his cast as Ren was approaching. Forgetting the cameras for a while until he heard the woman's voice "REEEEENNN!!" he called out "You maaaade it!" as if she was coming to his party and not a TV show that she was unlikely to miss. His arms shot up as if a touchdown was scored by whoever the best football team was nowadays. "Pain??? Naaah. I am in nooo pain at all! And you look faaaabulous. How do you feel? Are you excited?" Just a little chit chat before she'd be sent to find James.
Ren nodded , " I am soooooOOOoo excited "bouncing on her feet she did a lil dance that soon evolved into her twerking around David's chair, pausing to kick out in various modelesque poses. Leaning in she whispered, " David , I'm afraid to live in the house David . David I think they are going to be mean to me " her eyes lifted looking to the other girls before nuzzling in conspiratorially with the controversial host ," It will all be worthwhile when I win !"
Ana arrives at the house as the invitation specifies. Making her way out to the interview area - 'cause another one of those is -just- what she wants - her hands move furiously against her tires, propelling her forward like she's racing. Taking the turn, she nearly tips the damn thing onto two wheel. "WOOOOOOOO" she yells out as she begins to circle David and another woman at top speed - or at least as high speed as she can without tipping over. At first, she doesn't even notice that David has a wheelchair and a cast as well. Pain killers are probably at work in her case. "TWINSIES!" she calls out with a manic giggle.
David grinned again ear to ear as Ren rocked the poses when suddenly he heard her whispers and flashed a brief expression of concern, which switched back to exaggerated host grinning as he remembered the cameras. "I'm.. umm.. so glad you're... exciiited." nodding to make up for the whispers but then added his own hushed statement "You'll be fine. And remember I'm officiating when you get proposed!" then back to normal. "Well then Ren..." he barely got a sentence out when Ana sped in like a race car. "Whoa! Is that me with red hair?" shaking his head he looked back to Ren "Oh yes Ren... please go find Mister Colonel at the front of the Mansion." wide-eyed smile, watching as she walked away before bringing his attention to Ana.
Ren paused and took a leading steop toward the mansion only to step back as Ana came careening around them , " excuse me .. miss .... excuse me .." finally the blonde made a run for it , leaping onto the deck , turning she glared , leveling a pointed finger at Ana , " Jealous!" , turning on her heel Ren went off in search of the male species
((CUT TO THE COLONEL))
James continued on down the way after being pointed toward the entrance, but the first place where he came to a stop was a garage. That hardly looked like a welcome area, and so he just kept walking and wandering about. Certainly he would find something along the way that would tip him off to where he was supposed to stand. A camera crew standing about waiting for him, or something along those lines. Either way, soon enough he found himself lost and wandered straight off the property and into the grass where he apparently began to appreciate nature.
Ren glanced about there was the garage , and stairs , a lot of stairs, she wasnt about to climb the only to find she was in the wrong place. Perplexed for a moment the blonde cupped her hands to her lips and called out , " Colonelllllllllllll , Colonellllllll WeaverrrrrrRrrRr" she did a full cirlce looking to the cameraman following her moves , " where is he ? You didn't lose him did you? If you did David is going to hate you! " flashing a pleasant smile again she tried calling out , taking a few steps toward the stairs , " Colonel are you up there ? It's me REN!"
James should really be thankful that his old age had not made him deaf. The first shout from Ren had caught his attention, bringing him to turn slightly in place to the origin of the shout. Then there was another shout, and he couldn't mistake the sound of someone calling his name. "Hello, Ren!" He shouted from his position and started to slowly make his way back through the grounds, head on a swivel to seek out the woman. "I'm on my way!"
Ren the blonds eyes were drawn to the mans form as he emerged from the brush at the front of the house, regaining her composure she prowled toward the man ,an easy sway to her hips and a bounce to full breasts , extending her hand , with a bit of a royal flourish and flex of the wrist , " hello , Colonel , a sincere pleasure to meet you , you are every bit as amazing looking as I thought you'd be ! I am Ren , currently I work as a burlesque dancer , and lawyer . I used to be a Police lieutenant Barrista , All I can say Colonel is I am so excited to meet you , and cannot wait to hear all your stories about the things Colonel's do " ren was wide eyed, unable to contain her excitement she began to hop up and down , lush breasts echoing her movements with a jaunty little bounce , "I am sorry should calm down , it's just not everyday a girl meets a real live hero "
James settled his cane to stick into the ground alongside him as Ren made her approach. Truth was that he didn't really need it to get around, but he did have a bad back that could go out on him at the worst possible moments from time to time. More of a safety precaution than a necessity. These were the struggles that came with being a literal giant. "You as well." He said with a smile to Ren and reached out to take her hand within his own, then draw it up where he could tenderly kiss the top of it like a true gentleman. "Lieutenant, dancer, barista..lawyer..quite the resume that you've got. Refreshing to see a young woman that works so hard." His singular eye was trained steadily upon each of hers, with only a momentary glance offered toward the bouncing milk jugs. He had to put a conscious effort into appearing as if he were the perfect gentleman. "No worries, Ren. You don't have to be nervous. I'm no more of a hero than yourself." So humble. Acting as though a police Lieutenant compared to a war veteran that lost his eye in war
Ren shook her head solemnly , " Colonel I don't mean to disagree with you , but you Sir are a hero and a legend and this country owes you a debt of gratitude for your service , fighting oppression , and hatred and ignorance , standing up for God Freedom and the American way !" Ren's inner cheerleader once again came out , though as she kicked her leg the hem of her skirt rose up over her hips , tugging it down she blushed a little , or at least tried to appear as if she were blushing ,playing coy " I am sorry i go a little overboard when I meet people I so admire " she canted her head to one side smiling almost angelically , " I notice you walk with a cane Colonel , and oddly I am almost the same height as your cane , just a little taller , if you ever need to feel free to grab my hair and pull me up against your other leg and use me ............... like crutches you know if both legs start hurting "
James felt a rumble of laughter roll forth from his gut as Ren insisted upon complimenting him further. He didn't know exactly how to respond to such behavior since it was practically foreign to the old man. Especially with the way he spent his days cooped up all alone in a massive house these days. "Well thank you, Ren. It was a pleasure to serve my country. I'm glad to have people like yourself out here in the states standing up for our soldiers." A light bob of his head was introduced along with his gratitude, that smile lingering all the same. For now he seemed to be fitting the role of a naive, old man being made to feel important by a woman young enough to be his daughter. Maybe even his granddaughter. The skimpy outfit she chose to wear probably did work in her favor as well. "Oh, yes. I do. But--" His explanation was cut short on hearing Ren starting to dive into detail of what he could do to her, and his eye grew progressively wider. He might be old, but even he had a hard time believing that was a perfectly innocent suggestion. "Well.." He cleared his throat, "I appreciate the offer. I will keep that in mind."
Ren heard the sound of wheels rolling up behind her , glancing over her shoulder she took a step back , the 4 women were about as different as girls could get , letting out a soft sigh , the blonde could only hope she made a good impression , extending her hand again , " It's been a pleasure Colonel , I hope you get to know me much better , I have some stories too , Cop stories ... " in truth ren had never arrested a single person in her life and was made LT , because the Captain found her amusing. again glancing to Ana , ren smiled then looked the Colonels way , " I suppose I should head upstairs , on these 2 legs, also I should probably let you know .. wait I am saving that for our date .." grinning she took a few steps back and would race up the stairs to the mansion somehow managing to skip steps in spite of wearing heels , once at the top she blew kisses , and headed inside
James felt a rumble of laughter roll forth from his gut as Ren insisted upon complimenting him further. He didn't know exactly how to respond to such behavior since it was practically foreign to the old man. Especially with the way he spent his days cooped up all alone in a massive house these days. "Well thank you, Ren. It was a pleasure to serve my country. I'm glad to have people like yourself out here in the states standing up for our soldiers." A light bob of his head was introduced along with his gratitude, that smile lingering all the same. For now he seemed to be fitting the role of a naive, old man being made to feel important by a woman young enough to be his daughter. Maybe even his granddaughter. The skimpy outfit she chose to wear probably did work in her favor as well. "Oh, yes. I do. But--" His explanation was cut short on hearing Ren starting to dive into detail of what he could do to her, and his eye grew progressively wider. He might be old, but even he had a hard time believing that was a perfectly innocent suggestion. "Well.." He cleared his throat, "I appreciate the offer. I will keep that in mind."
Ren heard the sound of wheels rolling up behind her , glancing over her shoulder she took a step back , the 4 women were about as different as girls could get , letting out a soft sigh , the blonde could only hope she made a good impression , extending her hand again , " It's been a pleasure Colonel , I hope you get to know me much better , I have some stories too , Cop stories ... " in truth ren had never arrested a single person in her life and was made LT , because the Captain found her amusing. again glancing to Ana , ren smiled then looked the Colonels way , " I suppose I should head upstairs , on these 2 legs, also I should probably let you know .. wait I am saving that for our date .." grinning she took a few steps back and would race up the stairs to the mansion somehow managing to skip steps in spite of wearing heels , once at the top she blew kisses , and headed inside
ANA ROLLS IN TO MEET THE BACHELOR
Ana skids to s stop as Ren leaps out of the way - good thing too, as Ana may have run into her otherwise. Oops? "Of what?" she demands, still full of giggles. Her gaze falls on David and she arches her brows. "That needs to be pink...." she states seriously. She shakes her hands and rubs them on her shorts, feeling the burn from trying to stop the chair. She points in Ren's direction. "Where's she goin'?" She leans a little in the chair, looking to see where Ren runs off to. "You look better..." she says, turning her attention back to David
David was starting to think that his disguise wasn't that great after all. Everyone seemed to know who he was. This was quite unbelievable! "My wheelie? Yeah I told them to spray paint it pink before giving it to me but the stupid HGH staff doesn't know how to follow orders." eye-roll and scoff. "Soooo.. Ana." he glances to the camera briefly with his hosts smile and back to her while Ren searched for James "Oh don't you worry about her, I want to know how YOU are feeling right now? Excited? Nervous? Nauseous?" blinking while still smiling.
Ana laughs at David's statement of HGH not following instructions. "Get it custom done!" she suggests, bobbing her head in agreement with her own words. She rocks the chair back and forth, humming to herself for a moment, in a good mood today. "Me? Oh..." she's a little distracted still by where Ren's gone, but shrugs it off as David asks her questions. "I'm glad you finally got my name right." she mutters, then smiles brightly at both David and the cameras. "Nah, I'm not worried or nervous." Yep, gotta be the painkillers. "Ain't got nothing to worry about...." she assures everyone.
David had no idea what Ana meant about her name. He always got it right... right? "Custom? Oh yes! Maybe I will... but first... yes.. Ana is your name. And you must have one hell of a strategy going in, not being worried. Well Ana, Are you ready to meet the bachelor? What am I saying! Ofcourse you are!" a pretentious sort of laugh before pausing to give Ana a chance to answer.
Ana blinks at David as he mentions the Bachelor. Okay, -now- she's nervous. For a heartbeat, that smile falters before it's plastered back into place. Cameras and all, ya know. "Sure!" she agrees in that chipper tone, even as David agrees for her. Strategy? Wait. There's a strategy to this? "My strategy?" she questions belatedly, shaking her head. "I need one?"
David waves a playfully dismissive hand at Ana "Oh you joker you. I'm sure you already got your strategy from the strategy store like weeks ago." a chuckle "Well I have no idea if Ren and the Colonel are still talking but please go ahead and find the bachelor and introduce yourself. Good luck Ana-Nicole." he would extend an arm out toward where she should go.
Ana narrows her eyes as he calls her Ana-Nicole now. "How many times... it's ANA.' she says her name as slowly as possible, brows furrowing. She makes note of the woman's name and to confirm it later if she doesn't now. Her gaze darts to where David gestures, trying to see if she can manage ti get onto the grounds to say hello or find ...well, anyone. Before leaving, she leans over and gives David's chair away from her, if she can. "Remember...ANA....simple name!" she says as she grabs her wheels and wheels off. She comes upon Ren and James at the tail end of Ren's...offer. She coughs a little in her attempt to choke back laughter at both her offer and his reaction to it. Emerald pools drift over to James, drinking him in for the first time. "You look better than junior...." she blurts out, a little surprise lacing her velvety tones. She blinks at him, bringing that gaze, which has wandered to his toes, back up to his face. She doesn't linger anywhere in particular with those eyes - except for his face, which she seems to study for a moment longer before offering him a smile and a little blush. She listens to Ren finish up her introduction, tilting her head a bit to take the woman in, in much the same manner as she did James. Her brows arch a bit with Ren's parting words and she turns back to James, smiling. She leans forward a bit in a slightly awkward attempt to offer her hand to him. "I"m Ana, it's a pleasure to meet you Colonel." she says, her voice a soft purr. "How are you today?"
James felt as though each woman deserved his undivided attention as they came up to stand before him, and didn't look away from Ren until she'd already left. "I look forward to talking with you further, Ren. Hold onto that thought of yours.. I'm not a fan of cliffhangers, so I will be asking about it later." He said and wagged the massive finger of his free hand in her direction. "Junior?" He blinked at Ana after finally turning to look down at her, waiting for her to clarify what she meant. At least until it clicked, and he just gave a fake laugh. "Oh, my son. Well, that's.. thank you." He wasn't really sure how one should respond to being told he was apparently more attractive than his own son. "The pleasure is mine, Ana." He hunched forward enough to delicately join his hand with hers and reciprocate the handshake. "I'm doing well. Looking forward to meeting all of you lovely ladies. Yourself?" After their handshake concluded, he pulled himself back to standing upright and gave a wave toward her chair, "Did you fall?"
Ana blushes even deeper with the fake laugh he gives, the color sliding down to her belly. Her gaze dips away slightly. She can't blame him for not really knowing how to take it, she hadn't really meant to say it, though she didn't mean anything bad by it for sure. When he takes her hand and shakes it, she smiles and brings that gaze upward again with a flutter of lashes. "I'm doing very well, thank you sir." Yes, she has southern manners when she chooses to use them or remembers she has them. Her brows furrow a bit as he draws attention to her legs. "No, not exactly." She hesitates a moment, not sure he wants to hear the story, really. "Let's just say I made someone angry...." She shrugs a bit. "I'll tell you more later, if you want." It's not really a story for this moment, considering the circumstances. She isn't entirely sure it's a 'date' story either, but who knows? She smooths that expression into one of genuine pleasure and contentedness. "I think this will be an interesting experience to be sure. Are you feeling overwhelmed yet?" She giggles softly, teasing him playfully. She has no idea if this is normal for him to be surrounded by women or not.
James did actually feel bad in a way for having allowed the exchange to become as awkward that it did after his son was brought into the conversation. Though just as she hadn't intended to say it, he hadn't expected to hear such a thing. These dates were bound to be full of surprises. "Well. Good." He said with another smile and firm nod upon her confirmation of doing well. "Oh?" Like a curious dog, his head tilted to the side and he listened intently when she explained what happened to her legs. He was even partly tempted to ask if it was his son that had done it since he knew how volatile the young man could be, but refrained because well, this wasn't about his kin. "If you are comfortable talking about it, then sure. No reason for you to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with discussing, but I do hope you heal up soon." He caught himself laughing again and shook his head when she asked if he was overwhelmed, "Yes, and no. I'm used to attention. Part of the job. But the past few years for me have been quiet. This is going to be quite the shift, I'm sure.
Em moves up next to Ana with a brief nod of her head, then looks to the large man with the cane. "Good afternoon."
Ana looks surprised that his last few years have been quiet. "Well, here's to livening up your life again!" she says cheerfully, flashing him an impish smile. "Oh, I don't mind telling the story...." She tilts her head a bit. "Just not sure here and now is the time and place, ya know? Plus....I don't know yet how you feel about law enforcement.." She shrugs a little. Her gaze flickers to Em and she smiles, inclining her head to the approaching woman. "Hello again." she greets softly. She glances back to James and smiles more. "This is my cue, I think..." she giggles softly. "I hope we can talk again Colonel, sir..." She'd give him a hug and looks like she wants to, but the damn chair doesn't allow that.
Ana blushes even deeper with the fake laugh he gives, the color sliding down to her belly. Her gaze dips away slightly. She can't blame him for not really knowing how to take it, she hadn't really meant to say it, though she didn't mean anything bad by it for sure. When he takes her hand and shakes it, she smiles and brings that gaze upward again with a flutter of lashes. "I'm doing very well, thank you sir." Yes, she has southern manners when she chooses to use them or remembers she has them. Her brows furrow a bit as he draws attention to her legs. "No, not exactly." She hesitates a moment, not sure he wants to hear the story, really. "Let's just say I made someone angry...." She shrugs a bit. "I'll tell you more later, if you want." It's not really a story for this moment, considering the circumstances. She isn't entirely sure it's a 'date' story either, but who knows? She smooths that expression into one of genuine pleasure and contentedness. "I think this will be an interesting experience to be sure. Are you feeling overwhelmed yet?" She giggles softly, teasing him playfully. She has no idea if this is normal for him to be surrounded by women or not.
James did actually feel bad in a way for having allowed the exchange to become as awkward that it did after his son was brought into the conversation. Though just as she hadn't intended to say it, he hadn't expected to hear such a thing. These dates were bound to be full of surprises. "Well. Good." He said with another smile and firm nod upon her confirmation of doing well. "Oh?" Like a curious dog, his head tilted to the side and he listened intently when she explained what happened to her legs. He was even partly tempted to ask if it was his son that had done it since he knew how volatile the young man could be, but refrained because well, this wasn't about his kin. "If you are comfortable talking about it, then sure. No reason for you to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with discussing, but I do hope you heal up soon." He caught himself laughing again and shook his head when she asked if he was overwhelmed, "Yes, and no. I'm used to attention. Part of the job. But the past few years for me have been quiet. This is going to be quite the shift, I'm sure.
Em moves up next to Ana with a brief nod of her head, then looks to the large man with the cane. "Good afternoon."
Ana looks surprised that his last few years have been quiet. "Well, here's to livening up your life again!" she says cheerfully, flashing him an impish smile. "Oh, I don't mind telling the story...." She tilts her head a bit. "Just not sure here and now is the time and place, ya know? Plus....I don't know yet how you feel about law enforcement.." She shrugs a little. Her gaze flickers to Em and she smiles, inclining her head to the approaching woman. "Hello again." she greets softly. She glances back to James and smiles more. "This is my cue, I think..." she giggles softly. "I hope we can talk again Colonel, sir..." She'd give him a hug and looks like she wants to, but the damn chair doesn't allow that.
DR. EM WANTS MORE THAN JUST A PHYSICAL
Em wanders up to the chair-bound pair after arriving where she needs to be and she moves to half-sit, half-stand against the edge of the planter. "Good afternoon, folks. Healin' up ok there?" She looks to David. "You're looking a little worse for wear since we last spoke."
David turns to see Em and furrows his brow "Umm.. excuse me.. I am always fabulous" re-adjusting as he proceeded "Well hello Em. and how are you feeling today? Are you just psyched to meet the bachelor?"
Em looks over to David and chuckles lightly. "I'm sure he'll be a delight to talk with, indeed. This sun is a little strong, though. I think I'll need my parasol so I don't cook like a lobster. Looks like you're making friends."
David blinks as Em commented on the him making friends, or rather not making friends, he bit his tongue and remembered, TV show, cameras, have to behave. "Well well Em I see you bring your biting wit with you for all of town to see. What sort of date are you hoping to have with the Colonel?"
Em opens up the parasol and leans it gently against her shoulder to cast herself in shade and avoid the bite of the sun, which was inevitable with such a pale complexion as she has. Looking back over toward where James was chatting with Ana, she'd shrug lightly at the question. "Something where we can talk. A movie is always so impersonal, I'd like to get to know him a bit, rather than just be all about the physicals."
David nodded, clearly not paying attention, "Yeah that's a lovely idea. Well... I won't keep you long Em. Please go and find the bachelor, introduce yourself, and I wish you the best of luck." eyes moving to the parasol as he murmurred "I should have one of these." Snapping his fingers to the producer behind the camera then pointing to the parasol, then pointing to his own head, he was sure he made his point.
Em looks back over to David when he tells her to go find the bachelor and introduce herself. Well, he wasn't all that hard to find, being just a few feet off, but she'd nod her head and turn to head out and introduce herself. Em looks to the large man with the cane. "Good afternoon." She saw his hand out and smiled a little more, reaching over to take his hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you.. I'm Doctor Requiem Swampy. But people just call me Em for ease." She tips the parasol so that it wasn't blocking her view of his face at all. "How do you prefer to be addressed?" She'd ask, having heard them call him by name, by title, and whatnot, but that didn't matter if he didn't like those monikers. "I believe we've actually met before."
James' fingers wrapped delicately around Em's hand just the same as he did with the two others before her, and again issued that gentle kiss to the top of it in his gentlemanly fashion. Such a thing was unfortunately not able to be given to Ana since he would have to practically sit on the ground to kiss her hand, with the wheelchair and all. Some things were just too far of a stretch. "Doctor? Another fantastic profession. What type of doctor are you, exactly?" His smile broadened a great deal on this news. Clearly, something about women with a well-tailored resume appealed to the old man in some way. "You can call me James, or Colonel Weaver. Whichever you prefer." He intentionally refrained from making any salty comments regarding her referring to him as 'Mister' in an interview not that long ago. It had struck a nerve but he didn't let it show on television. "Have we? I'm sorry, but I don't recall having seen you before. When was this?"
Em flushes lightly at the very old-fashioned gesture of the kiss to the back of her hand. It was what had stuck out about him when they'd first met as well. "At the Grind. Or rather, in the doorway of the Grind some time ago before I had finished my Doctorate. I believe it was raining at the time, though my memory is a bit shoddy." She shrugs helplessly. "I have my Psy.D., as opposed to a Ph.D., as such, I'm a Psychiatrist. I've just opened my own practice near the HGH called Sound Mind. You may have seen the brightly colored sign out front if you've passed by." When he mentions how he liked to be addressed, she'd nod. "You can call me Em, if I can refer to you as James. Seems fitting, seeing as how we should be getting to know one another better."
James still had a few old fashioned traits built into him. Some good, some bad. These were things that would inevitably come out into the open over the next few weeks. Except this was the time he wanted to spend getting to know these women that were all lined up for him. "Well, I still don't remember it too well. Suppose that should be a good thing. Otherwise that may be considered your way of having an unfair advantage." He added in some laughter following his own jest. "I've not visited town in some time, so I can't say that I have seen the sign. But I can tell you that is a wonderful practice you've got into there. I'm definitely looking forward to hearing more about it, Em." He'd tactfully stacked her name onto the end of his comment to serve as confirmation that he was okay with her referring to him on a first-name basis.
David turns to see Em and furrows his brow "Umm.. excuse me.. I am always fabulous" re-adjusting as he proceeded "Well hello Em. and how are you feeling today? Are you just psyched to meet the bachelor?"
Em looks over to David and chuckles lightly. "I'm sure he'll be a delight to talk with, indeed. This sun is a little strong, though. I think I'll need my parasol so I don't cook like a lobster. Looks like you're making friends."
David blinks as Em commented on the him making friends, or rather not making friends, he bit his tongue and remembered, TV show, cameras, have to behave. "Well well Em I see you bring your biting wit with you for all of town to see. What sort of date are you hoping to have with the Colonel?"
Em opens up the parasol and leans it gently against her shoulder to cast herself in shade and avoid the bite of the sun, which was inevitable with such a pale complexion as she has. Looking back over toward where James was chatting with Ana, she'd shrug lightly at the question. "Something where we can talk. A movie is always so impersonal, I'd like to get to know him a bit, rather than just be all about the physicals."
David nodded, clearly not paying attention, "Yeah that's a lovely idea. Well... I won't keep you long Em. Please go and find the bachelor, introduce yourself, and I wish you the best of luck." eyes moving to the parasol as he murmurred "I should have one of these." Snapping his fingers to the producer behind the camera then pointing to the parasol, then pointing to his own head, he was sure he made his point.
Em looks back over to David when he tells her to go find the bachelor and introduce herself. Well, he wasn't all that hard to find, being just a few feet off, but she'd nod her head and turn to head out and introduce herself. Em looks to the large man with the cane. "Good afternoon." She saw his hand out and smiled a little more, reaching over to take his hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you.. I'm Doctor Requiem Swampy. But people just call me Em for ease." She tips the parasol so that it wasn't blocking her view of his face at all. "How do you prefer to be addressed?" She'd ask, having heard them call him by name, by title, and whatnot, but that didn't matter if he didn't like those monikers. "I believe we've actually met before."
James' fingers wrapped delicately around Em's hand just the same as he did with the two others before her, and again issued that gentle kiss to the top of it in his gentlemanly fashion. Such a thing was unfortunately not able to be given to Ana since he would have to practically sit on the ground to kiss her hand, with the wheelchair and all. Some things were just too far of a stretch. "Doctor? Another fantastic profession. What type of doctor are you, exactly?" His smile broadened a great deal on this news. Clearly, something about women with a well-tailored resume appealed to the old man in some way. "You can call me James, or Colonel Weaver. Whichever you prefer." He intentionally refrained from making any salty comments regarding her referring to him as 'Mister' in an interview not that long ago. It had struck a nerve but he didn't let it show on television. "Have we? I'm sorry, but I don't recall having seen you before. When was this?"
Em flushes lightly at the very old-fashioned gesture of the kiss to the back of her hand. It was what had stuck out about him when they'd first met as well. "At the Grind. Or rather, in the doorway of the Grind some time ago before I had finished my Doctorate. I believe it was raining at the time, though my memory is a bit shoddy." She shrugs helplessly. "I have my Psy.D., as opposed to a Ph.D., as such, I'm a Psychiatrist. I've just opened my own practice near the HGH called Sound Mind. You may have seen the brightly colored sign out front if you've passed by." When he mentions how he liked to be addressed, she'd nod. "You can call me Em, if I can refer to you as James. Seems fitting, seeing as how we should be getting to know one another better."
James still had a few old fashioned traits built into him. Some good, some bad. These were things that would inevitably come out into the open over the next few weeks. Except this was the time he wanted to spend getting to know these women that were all lined up for him. "Well, I still don't remember it too well. Suppose that should be a good thing. Otherwise that may be considered your way of having an unfair advantage." He added in some laughter following his own jest. "I've not visited town in some time, so I can't say that I have seen the sign. But I can tell you that is a wonderful practice you've got into there. I'm definitely looking forward to hearing more about it, Em." He'd tactfully stacked her name onto the end of his comment to serve as confirmation that he was okay with her referring to him on a first-name basis.
Em really should have been born in a different time, because she had different morals and values than many other people she knew. These might well line up with some of his, some might conflict drastically. But the romantic gesture of the hand kiss was certainly noted. "I look forward to having more of an opportunity to talk with you again, James." She'd respond, picking up the subtle allowance in his reply to her. "I'm not sure if I'm pleased to not be accused of having an advantage or disappointed about being so easily forgotten." She chuckles good-naturedly and gives her head a light shake.
James seemed to be more appreciative of Em's choice of career than he even was with the list that he'd been given from the first woman, then again he might be bias since his now-deceased wife was a doctor herself. Just a little bit of nostalgia. "It's not just you, I promise." He said and flapped a hand dismissively through the air at the womans disappointment, "But I am confident you will give me plenty to remember in these next couple weeks." Whether his memories were good or bad, were completely up to her.
Em gives James a warm smile at his response, and when Max came up behind her, Em glances back for a moment, then to him again. "I suppose that's my cue. I look forward to speaking with you again." She offers, before moving to head off where the other girls had gone
James simply dipped his head toward Em as she started off, and then it was onto the next woman down the line.
James seemed to be more appreciative of Em's choice of career than he even was with the list that he'd been given from the first woman, then again he might be bias since his now-deceased wife was a doctor herself. Just a little bit of nostalgia. "It's not just you, I promise." He said and flapped a hand dismissively through the air at the womans disappointment, "But I am confident you will give me plenty to remember in these next couple weeks." Whether his memories were good or bad, were completely up to her.
Em gives James a warm smile at his response, and when Max came up behind her, Em glances back for a moment, then to him again. "I suppose that's my cue. I look forward to speaking with you again." She offers, before moving to head off where the other girls had gone
James simply dipped his head toward Em as she started off, and then it was onto the next woman down the line.
MEANWHILE AT THE MANSION
Ana moves off the way she'd seen Ren go earlier, but stops short when she sees ...lots of stairs. Grunting softly, she turns the chair about and wheels herself toward the doors to see if there's another way in. Returning outside, she moves to the stairs and simply waits there. Clearly, there isn't a way for her to get up to the balcony inside the house either. This is going to be...interesting. She stares at the stairs as she contemplates how to get herself up them to the balcony.
Ren came running out on the balcony exclaiming , " we've been robbed !" the mansion inside had areas that were pulled together but for the most part it was in shambles , problems with the decorators , according to the production assistants. But being robbed seemed more dramatic. Ren came jogging down the stairs in those heels , hoping the camera was catching every moment , as she didnt want to have to do it all again . Noticing Ana at the bottom of the stairs Ren smiled , whispering , " Hi I'm Ren "
Ana turns to Ren as she hollars that they've been robbed. She looks confused with that - of course, she's been told the same as everyone else, problems with the decorators. As Ren comes running down the stairs all excited like, she moves the chair backward to be out of the way. When the pause is given and the whispered introduction made, she smiles. "Ana." she says in return, offering her hand for a shake. "There's nothing up there?" she asks, jutting her chin in an upward direction at the stairs. "I knew there were problems...."
Ren came running out on the balcony exclaiming , " we've been robbed !" the mansion inside had areas that were pulled together but for the most part it was in shambles , problems with the decorators , according to the production assistants. But being robbed seemed more dramatic. Ren came jogging down the stairs in those heels , hoping the camera was catching every moment , as she didnt want to have to do it all again . Noticing Ana at the bottom of the stairs Ren smiled , whispering , " Hi I'm Ren "
Ana turns to Ren as she hollars that they've been robbed. She looks confused with that - of course, she's been told the same as everyone else, problems with the decorators. As Ren comes running down the stairs all excited like, she moves the chair backward to be out of the way. When the pause is given and the whispered introduction made, she smiles. "Ana." she says in return, offering her hand for a shake. "There's nothing up there?" she asks, jutting her chin in an upward direction at the stairs. "I knew there were problems...."
THE CONFIDENT MAX SPEAKS HER MIND
Max was late, fabulously late cause she still had lots of paperwork to get over with while she was stepping away from the Rub N Tug, during the bachelor. Great timing, she hated it but then again, she wasn't entirely sure if she liked being on the Bachelor since her whole reason at first was Kiyomi, who had left her for some rich English gentleman. Nevertheless she would be in it for the money, while pretending not to be -- she always had been a social charming creature, and so she would use that to get her through the weeks of the TV Show. Once she left her stuff with the production team, she moved to head where she was expected. eyes immediately falling upon David in the wheelchair, before she stepped to join the couple waiting there. "Bonjou, sorry I am late." She let out, as if she actually felt sorry about it.
David caught Max arriving "Well well Max, welcome! And how are you feeling today? I'm definitely starting to feel my painkillers wearing off. How about you?" he continued and tried to put on a brave smile, blinking to the production crew and hopefully they would get the hint to bring him something that would take the pain away.
Max "David." She greeted a small smile parting her lips, before she shrugged "Sore, 'ad a long evenin'." She cracked those pearly whites "Old friend came to town, kinda t'ing." While her gaze strayed over to glance around. "If only I'd knew you in pain I would've broug't some of your cousin's stuff." Obviously talking about some drugs, though she wasn't spelling it out loud. "But feelin' wonderful... Great spanis' woman entertained my nig't, since I won't be bangin' any gurrls, durin' t'is ... " Her hand moved up "T'ing." Her brow curved, watching Em walk off before attention drifted back to David "So, still gonna do an interview sometime, or am I one of t'ose introduced surprising t'e audience?"
David nodded with his big flashy but now also pained smile as Max described her night. He wondered if Max knew they were on camera while talking about not banging any girls, but then maybe she did. The woman did speak her mind. "Well that... is just wonderful!" distracted with the onset of pain, not something he was fond of handling despite the fact that he did get hurt a lot the poor man. "Oh don't you worry! We will definitely do an interview for you." he assured her. "But tell me Max... are you nervous at all about meeting the bachelor and the other girls?"
Max chucked at the wonderful comment coming from David, she couldn't care much about camera's, they wanted TV they could get TV. She turned a little sideways as David looked at the crew, the camera with that flashy paining smile, while the brunette moved to leave one hand on his wheelchair to lean against it, while smiling in the same direction "Non, I t'ink I can 'andle said girls, and t'e Bac'elor.." She shrugged "We'll see about t'at.. Always 'ad a t'ing for older men, so.." another shrug, before she smiled some more "Great place you got 'ere t'oug', Mon C'erie -- Curious to see 'ow it looks from t'e inside." Unaware of that cluster fuck, still. "So, uh any ot'er questions, or am I about to meet t'is lovely bac' everyone is 'ere for."
David nodded wide eyed as Max revealed in fine fashion that she could handle both the girls and the man. "Well then... sounds like you'll be doing more than fine. Yes the inside doesn't really look the best because well... I fired the contractors because they were stupid. But fear not. I'm sure we will have it ready by tomorrow.... ish" he looked over to the crew to see if he could send Max over yet and got a no. "Oh okay yeah one more question. Do you prefer the left side or the right side of the bed?" yep that should give enough time to stall. He didn't hear Ren announce that they were robbed, but once Max had answered the question he did get the go ahead to send Max over. Only once she was done answering "Well Max here's your chance. Please go meet the bachelor and introduce yourself." the smile started to fade quickly because pain! so much pain!
Max tilted her head lightly, as she wondered about the contractors for a minute, did that mean the house wasn't finished? Her brow curved higher, great. Why was she there again? Oh yeah, sure The colonel, money. At the question which side she liked to sleep on made her think about it a moment. She barely slept with anyone in a bed, cause that meant it was serious so she usually claimed the middle... but in another life she had usually taking the left. "Left." She answered after a long pause, offering the time to stall. " Alrig't, David." The brunette nodded and would move in to whisper something before she headed to the Bachelor, once he was done with Em.
David some more with a great big smile and a thumbs up! He'd watch as Max made her way over and assuming the camera cut from him, though forgetting that his voice did carry "WHERE THE HELL IS MY PAIN MEDICINE!!! AND I FORGOT THE KEYS TO THE MANSION CAN SOMEONE TELL ALL THE LADIES THEY HAVE TO SLEEP OUTSIDE? WHERE IS MY DRIVER? MY PART IS DONE!"
Max wiggled her fingers at David with a wink. Surely, that would work out on it's own, she would bet money on it. gracefully, chin straight up she used those hips to get from David to Weaver, not without casting a glance to the lovely girls. Max had no preference that was for sure, but she was known to like the ladies as well as the men . Her hand would move forward so the Colonel could take it "Bonjou' C'erie, I am Maxille Aumailley , but most call me Max.. pleasure to meet you." A lovely charming smile offered like always, with a little bop of her head.
James delicately captured her hand within his own and it was drawn to his face for that same tender kiss that he offered two of the three that had come before her. "It is a pleasure indeed, Max. So then, you are a French woman?" All while holding that same bright smile, his one eye assessed her face to take in all of those wonderful, foreign details.
Max watched that hand being taken and lifted to his lips, a warmer smile formed on those features, making her cheeks rounder and show the hint of dimples there. "Partly, Oui." She nodded "T'oug' it depends on w'o you are askin'.... My fat'er would deny it, and say we're all Louisiana bred." She chuckled lightly, her mother was French and it was the one to blame for the thick accent, though she never spoke much about her mother, so she dismissed it with her free hand a little. "So, little time, so many t'ings to explore." She mused, her eyes trailing up and down with that same amused smile remaining on her lips. She maybe here for his dick, that was.
David caught Max arriving "Well well Max, welcome! And how are you feeling today? I'm definitely starting to feel my painkillers wearing off. How about you?" he continued and tried to put on a brave smile, blinking to the production crew and hopefully they would get the hint to bring him something that would take the pain away.
Max "David." She greeted a small smile parting her lips, before she shrugged "Sore, 'ad a long evenin'." She cracked those pearly whites "Old friend came to town, kinda t'ing." While her gaze strayed over to glance around. "If only I'd knew you in pain I would've broug't some of your cousin's stuff." Obviously talking about some drugs, though she wasn't spelling it out loud. "But feelin' wonderful... Great spanis' woman entertained my nig't, since I won't be bangin' any gurrls, durin' t'is ... " Her hand moved up "T'ing." Her brow curved, watching Em walk off before attention drifted back to David "So, still gonna do an interview sometime, or am I one of t'ose introduced surprising t'e audience?"
David nodded with his big flashy but now also pained smile as Max described her night. He wondered if Max knew they were on camera while talking about not banging any girls, but then maybe she did. The woman did speak her mind. "Well that... is just wonderful!" distracted with the onset of pain, not something he was fond of handling despite the fact that he did get hurt a lot the poor man. "Oh don't you worry! We will definitely do an interview for you." he assured her. "But tell me Max... are you nervous at all about meeting the bachelor and the other girls?"
Max chucked at the wonderful comment coming from David, she couldn't care much about camera's, they wanted TV they could get TV. She turned a little sideways as David looked at the crew, the camera with that flashy paining smile, while the brunette moved to leave one hand on his wheelchair to lean against it, while smiling in the same direction "Non, I t'ink I can 'andle said girls, and t'e Bac'elor.." She shrugged "We'll see about t'at.. Always 'ad a t'ing for older men, so.." another shrug, before she smiled some more "Great place you got 'ere t'oug', Mon C'erie -- Curious to see 'ow it looks from t'e inside." Unaware of that cluster fuck, still. "So, uh any ot'er questions, or am I about to meet t'is lovely bac' everyone is 'ere for."
David nodded wide eyed as Max revealed in fine fashion that she could handle both the girls and the man. "Well then... sounds like you'll be doing more than fine. Yes the inside doesn't really look the best because well... I fired the contractors because they were stupid. But fear not. I'm sure we will have it ready by tomorrow.... ish" he looked over to the crew to see if he could send Max over yet and got a no. "Oh okay yeah one more question. Do you prefer the left side or the right side of the bed?" yep that should give enough time to stall. He didn't hear Ren announce that they were robbed, but once Max had answered the question he did get the go ahead to send Max over. Only once she was done answering "Well Max here's your chance. Please go meet the bachelor and introduce yourself." the smile started to fade quickly because pain! so much pain!
Max tilted her head lightly, as she wondered about the contractors for a minute, did that mean the house wasn't finished? Her brow curved higher, great. Why was she there again? Oh yeah, sure The colonel, money. At the question which side she liked to sleep on made her think about it a moment. She barely slept with anyone in a bed, cause that meant it was serious so she usually claimed the middle... but in another life she had usually taking the left. "Left." She answered after a long pause, offering the time to stall. " Alrig't, David." The brunette nodded and would move in to whisper something before she headed to the Bachelor, once he was done with Em.
David some more with a great big smile and a thumbs up! He'd watch as Max made her way over and assuming the camera cut from him, though forgetting that his voice did carry "WHERE THE HELL IS MY PAIN MEDICINE!!! AND I FORGOT THE KEYS TO THE MANSION CAN SOMEONE TELL ALL THE LADIES THEY HAVE TO SLEEP OUTSIDE? WHERE IS MY DRIVER? MY PART IS DONE!"
Max wiggled her fingers at David with a wink. Surely, that would work out on it's own, she would bet money on it. gracefully, chin straight up she used those hips to get from David to Weaver, not without casting a glance to the lovely girls. Max had no preference that was for sure, but she was known to like the ladies as well as the men . Her hand would move forward so the Colonel could take it "Bonjou' C'erie, I am Maxille Aumailley , but most call me Max.. pleasure to meet you." A lovely charming smile offered like always, with a little bop of her head.
James delicately captured her hand within his own and it was drawn to his face for that same tender kiss that he offered two of the three that had come before her. "It is a pleasure indeed, Max. So then, you are a French woman?" All while holding that same bright smile, his one eye assessed her face to take in all of those wonderful, foreign details.
Max watched that hand being taken and lifted to his lips, a warmer smile formed on those features, making her cheeks rounder and show the hint of dimples there. "Partly, Oui." She nodded "T'oug' it depends on w'o you are askin'.... My fat'er would deny it, and say we're all Louisiana bred." She chuckled lightly, her mother was French and it was the one to blame for the thick accent, though she never spoke much about her mother, so she dismissed it with her free hand a little. "So, little time, so many t'ings to explore." She mused, her eyes trailing up and down with that same amused smile remaining on her lips. She maybe here for his dick, that was.
James didn't hold onto the womans' hand any longer than he felt necessary. Only shortly after that kiss concluded did he let their hands drop back to their sides respectively, and both his hands resumed their former place atop that cane for support. "I've learned over the years that it's best to not take people for their word. I've been around the world, I can see the French in you..hear it, even." The way her eyes swept his figure hadn't gone unnoticed, but he paid no mind to it and made sure that his eye was consistently leveled with that of hers in the most respectful fashion he could muster. He had a far easier time doing so with her than the woman before who was jumping to the point that her breasts bounced.
Max was used of roaming eyes, and perhaps a little disappointment was there when he was polite enough not to, not that she bothered much over it, but it was a different reaction she had expected. "Hmmm." she mused still as he spoke of her background "T'e accent is allurin', never been able to s'ake it truly." She licked her lips, to hopefully draw them there, cause even with the lacking of bouncy breasts, she still had those plum lips that allured many. "Anyways." the hand that had been taken by him, next to her side to play with golden jewels "Is t'ere anyt'ing specific you would like to know? Or.. are we goin' to engage anot'er time and tread into more important details.. For example.." She pursed her lips "Your favorite.. Sexual position." Yeah, she was all about that D. Couldn't blame her, the reason she had signed herself up at left and if Kiyomi was watching from the other side of the world she would aim to make her jealous.
James did in fact get tricked into looking toward the womans' lips as her tongue ran across them, but it wasn't enough to twist his thoughts. He'd come into the show thinking that he was going to find some true love, not someone that just wanted his dick. Or money. Or both. You know, feelings and all that jazz. Little did he know. "I wouldn't want you to shake the accent, I rather enjoy hearing you speak. It's almost exotic, in a way." Also happened to make him miss traveling the world like he used to do on a regular basis. "Anything specific?" He hummed softly and finally took a moment to look over her figure all the way from head to toe, but not so much to check her out as much that he just wanted to get a feel of who he was talking to. The inquiry about his favorite sexual position brought both brows to shoot up in surprise at how forward the woman was being. Only thing that made it more offputting to the man was the way he'd been nearly abstinent since his ex-wifes head was chopped off. "We..will talk about that. Over our date." But would they really? Who knows.
Max pursed those lips, exotic was a thing she heard a lot, though she didn't mind, she rather ran with it. "Bien, t'en I won't .. Monsieur James." She offered him a light playful wink. Whether she was there for sex, money, or him.. or all above she was always direct. Max was a woman that came with passion and lust, a certain hunger and temptation and if that fire couldn't burn within the two of them ... She likely would be bored out of her mind way too soon and distract her perverse thoughts likely with the girls, if she managed that was. She liked the surprise on his features, and nodded simply as he mentioned their date "Tre bien, per'aps we can do more t'an talkin', non? I need some action, it's important to me." her hand reached out to rest on one of his arms, to squeeze it softly before she moved to get in line with the rest of the girls.
James at least didn't budge away from his position as the woman continued coming onto him, far more strongly than any of the three before him. He was already putting together in the back of his mind how each of the dates would play out when they got around to that point, and it was honestly a little worrying for the old man. Yet he kept up those appearances, smile and all. "It's a possibility.. but I wouldn't get your hopes up." He brushed one of his massive hands gently across hers when it came to squeeze against his arm, then did nothing to stop her from falling in line with the other women. A moment of silence was given for them to all get in place, and for his single eye to look over each of them once more for good measure. "It was wonderful to meet each and every one of you today. I can't wait to see what we have in store for us next, and wish you all the best of luck in these coming days as we are sure to get to know each other.. on a much more intimate level." He addressed them all at once then with a simple dip of his head, he turned to start out of the space from the same way in which he came, offering a simple wave of his hand and smile to them all before disappearing around the corner and being drove off.
Max was used of roaming eyes, and perhaps a little disappointment was there when he was polite enough not to, not that she bothered much over it, but it was a different reaction she had expected. "Hmmm." she mused still as he spoke of her background "T'e accent is allurin', never been able to s'ake it truly." She licked her lips, to hopefully draw them there, cause even with the lacking of bouncy breasts, she still had those plum lips that allured many. "Anyways." the hand that had been taken by him, next to her side to play with golden jewels "Is t'ere anyt'ing specific you would like to know? Or.. are we goin' to engage anot'er time and tread into more important details.. For example.." She pursed her lips "Your favorite.. Sexual position." Yeah, she was all about that D. Couldn't blame her, the reason she had signed herself up at left and if Kiyomi was watching from the other side of the world she would aim to make her jealous.
James did in fact get tricked into looking toward the womans' lips as her tongue ran across them, but it wasn't enough to twist his thoughts. He'd come into the show thinking that he was going to find some true love, not someone that just wanted his dick. Or money. Or both. You know, feelings and all that jazz. Little did he know. "I wouldn't want you to shake the accent, I rather enjoy hearing you speak. It's almost exotic, in a way." Also happened to make him miss traveling the world like he used to do on a regular basis. "Anything specific?" He hummed softly and finally took a moment to look over her figure all the way from head to toe, but not so much to check her out as much that he just wanted to get a feel of who he was talking to. The inquiry about his favorite sexual position brought both brows to shoot up in surprise at how forward the woman was being. Only thing that made it more offputting to the man was the way he'd been nearly abstinent since his ex-wifes head was chopped off. "We..will talk about that. Over our date." But would they really? Who knows.
Max pursed those lips, exotic was a thing she heard a lot, though she didn't mind, she rather ran with it. "Bien, t'en I won't .. Monsieur James." She offered him a light playful wink. Whether she was there for sex, money, or him.. or all above she was always direct. Max was a woman that came with passion and lust, a certain hunger and temptation and if that fire couldn't burn within the two of them ... She likely would be bored out of her mind way too soon and distract her perverse thoughts likely with the girls, if she managed that was. She liked the surprise on his features, and nodded simply as he mentioned their date "Tre bien, per'aps we can do more t'an talkin', non? I need some action, it's important to me." her hand reached out to rest on one of his arms, to squeeze it softly before she moved to get in line with the rest of the girls.
James at least didn't budge away from his position as the woman continued coming onto him, far more strongly than any of the three before him. He was already putting together in the back of his mind how each of the dates would play out when they got around to that point, and it was honestly a little worrying for the old man. Yet he kept up those appearances, smile and all. "It's a possibility.. but I wouldn't get your hopes up." He brushed one of his massive hands gently across hers when it came to squeeze against his arm, then did nothing to stop her from falling in line with the other women. A moment of silence was given for them to all get in place, and for his single eye to look over each of them once more for good measure. "It was wonderful to meet each and every one of you today. I can't wait to see what we have in store for us next, and wish you all the best of luck in these coming days as we are sure to get to know each other.. on a much more intimate level." He addressed them all at once then with a simple dip of his head, he turned to start out of the space from the same way in which he came, offering a simple wave of his hand and smile to them all before disappearing around the corner and being drove off.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER...
As James walks away, the shot from the camera zooms away from him and the ladies, the music swelling as the ladies are left to converse with each other. The credits roll and the camera completely cuts out. After a short while someone from the production team joins the ladies to let them know that there is no way inside the mansion tonight but they will be bringing out cots and sleeping bags for their use outside. Their luggage was lined up behind them against a wall outside in case they needed anything. A portable toilet as well of course and finally, that dinner would be served soon... because those two things went together. Thank you for watching!