SPOILER!!: Lynnie ^^
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kayquilz 
Pfft. "Getting waxed sounds like...the worst muggle invention of all time." She said with a small, haughty laugh. "And sure..you can bring a.....friend." Ew. Lynley made a clear look of disgust. "As long as she...or he, I suppose...isn't annoying. Or weird. Or talks too much. Or acts more immaturely than you--" Another twenty-something year old? Lynley was thirty-four. She realized how lame that sounded PAH. Whatever.
Why shouldn't Lynley trust her? She was an AUROR. Aurors were the good guys, were they not? So the brunette woman merely rolled her eyes. "There's nothing at all THAT rare or breakable in my home. So." Even if Alexa did have sticky fingers or whatever......WHATEVER, so be it. She absolutely lost it when Alexa suggested LYNLEY go back to the party lifestyle. Uh, no. "I am thirty-four, do you know how utterly sad and pathetic that would be? Merlin, child," she said with a shake of her head, but laughing still. "No no, you party and I get stern when you disappear for three days and then call me from the top of the Eiffel Tower with 'Oh Lynnie, I dropped my wand and am STUCK on top of the Eiffel Tower--come saaaaave me--'" Lynley laughed some more. "That is not a true story at all--nope--not a true one. I don't even know WHERE it came from...."
Ahem.
"I think I'm due for more in like...I don't know. Two weeks maybe? I usually go on a Sunday." Just a heads up!
And all of that stuff could wait. Lynley just nodded and finished painting Alexa's nail. She had accidentally gotten a bit of on the very tip of her pointer finger, and it buuuuurned like the dickens, but Lynley just sucked on it slightly as she went to grab some essence. "Owowowow." She showed Alexa. It was red and looked a little burned, like a straightener burn or something. "Imagine the stronger stuff."
HA!
"For your information, I've been told I'm very mature for my age and have been told that since I was 12." Granted, looking back she thought those people were either dreadful liars or had been in a worse place than herself but it didn't change the fact they'd said it. Ironically, no one said it anymore. Usually, now she was immature and needed to grow up and stop acting as spoiled and entitled as she did but that was life.
"Cassia's cool though, promise and she's waaaaay more into this girly stuff than I'll ever be." While she casually ignored the fact her bestie was a TALKER. It was okay, she said interesting things. Lynnie would love her.
Alexa shook her head, far too amused by this whole conversation for it to be healthy.
"No, what's sad and pathetic is deciding your life's over after your age has left the calendar. You can't just lay down and call it quits now, not when there's still so much you probably have to do." She was starting to sound like Gallow. The man was 35 and acting like he could pop his hipbone at any second.
"We'll get stuck on the Eiffel Tower together, then we'll call someone else to get us down and we'll laugh about it the whole time." Because...this was now officially happening.....Did she know? Should she tell her? Surely it was implied. Mhmmm.
"There's nothing particularly special about my Sundays." She added, as an afterthought.
"I wouldn't be opposed to giving one up--for research of course." Collecting venom when she otherwise had no plans? Why on earth would she turn that down?
And sweet Circe what was happening. Lex blinked and stared at the Department Head but it was only after seeing the end result that she realized the woman had gotten a little of the polish on her skin. The young woman continued staring on, clearly fascinated by the damage.
"That.....is absolutely brilliant....." And more useful than she could think of right now to be honest but make no mistake, Alexa would put a thing like this to good use.