The Box Chat.

I THINK I knew that, but thanks for clearing it up

Aimee
"Francis. What a strong sounding name, for a wonderfully strong looking man" *bats eyelashes*

France: "Aimee is a beautiful name for such a beautiful young lady."

Aimee
*smiles* "Why thank you, Monsieur"

France: "Merci beaucoup for your wonderful compliment as well. This is such a nice change from what I usually deal with." *smiles*

Aimee: "Je vous en prie. What do you usually deal with?"

France: "Oh these idiotic people who do not truly appreciate the wonderful culture of France, for they are too stuck in their own worlds to truly understand anyone else. But none of that matters, now that you're here, mon ami."

Aimee
"Let me guess, they were English and American" *shakes head slowly* "They are so uncultured"

France: "Precisely. The English enjoy their tea quzzling sarcasm and the man I happen to speak of constantly calls me a scuffy codger, while the American I speak of is so full of himself, its as if no one else but him exists."

Aimee: *shakes head again* "I swear, those two countries... and their food!" *horrified look* "Their food is... unspeakable"

France: "English scones tastes like stale couch stuffing, and Americans eat so much of those... what are they called? Hamburgers? It's no surprise they're so fat."

Aimee: *nods in agreement* "And yet they mock /us/ for our fine culture, amazing food, and all around sexiness?!"

France: *strokes her cheek* "Exactly."

Aimee: *smiles wider*

France: "You are just so beautiful. I would much like to share a glass of wine with you."

Aimee: *holds up bottle with a sly smile* "I would very much love to do that as well"

France: *pulls out two glasses and hands them to her* "Hold these while I pour." *takes the bottle and pours the wine, then takes one* "Merci. Now, *insert French version of cheers here*" *clinks glasses*

Marley: "Wait wait wait, this whole thing is making me want to gag" *glares at the French* "I mean really"

Rose: "I think it's sweet." *gets off of Grell*

Grell: "Red is the color of love, and passion. I'm seeing lots of red there." *smiles*

Cricket: *gag* "Can you get any more cheesy? Sheesh.."

Marley: "Great, now that you've said that, I'm never going to be able to wear red. Ever again"

Grell: "Ah, but you would look lovely in red. As would that nice young man over there." *points to Dorian*

Marley: *laughs so hard she doubles over* "Dorian?!"

Grell: "Indeed. I have a thing for men on the darker side of life." *smirks*

Rose: "Does that mean you're gay? You look like a guy."

Grell: "How DARE you tell a beautiful woman such as myself that she looks like a man!"

Marley: "Ooooh, somebody's got a crush on my brother~" *sings*

Rose: *shakes head and hides face behind hair to hide her blush*

Grell: "He doesn't quite live up to old Bassie, but he'll do."