INBOX. ( next night, in the night )

[vampirella]

@ ELVIRA



《 If you expect me to bother, make sure it's worth my time. 》

( text / voice / action )

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[vampirella]

( isn't she so giving, promising 2 of an entire pan to the person doing all the work in making them? honestly, she's bowled over by her own generosity. )

1950s? yikes.

i'll stick around, as long as you're not a mom type that slaps hands away from cake batter. i'm not afraid of salmonella in the afterlife.

[maisel]

Elvira,

Only if you wash your hands first.
Deal?

-Midge

(PS I'm hoping that 'yikes' is a good sort of yikes.)

[vampirella]

there are worse decades to live in than 1950s but as someone from 2015, i know what i'd pick

( and this is speaking from experience, because she's lived through the 50s. and that once was enough. )

when are we talking? because i'm willing to eat them as we speak, and apparently this baking thing isn't instantaneous

[maisel]

Elvira,

Don't worry. You'll know.

-Miriam

[ wow that was unintentionally threatening. ]

[vampirella]

oooh, very forceful. not the answer i was hoping for, but great delivery.

( carmilla, stop. )