|OOC Comment| Aww new clothes for Selina....she'll loooove that.
|TBC By| Uhhhh whoever wants to I suppose.

Selina looked at herself in the mirror for a moment, frowning at the thought of having to wear the same outfit two days in a row.  Selina had a rule which she followed constantly, she never wore in the same outfit within a month's time.  This....in two days she was going to have worn the same outfit twice, even if it was cute...it was like fashion no-no.  She turned back to Marcus, leaning up and pressing her gloss-covered lips to his temple before taking his hand.

|Selina Foxx| Come on you crazy stalker of a man, let's go shopping before you grab your binoculars and start following the Celtic Blowhole around the arena some more.

Meow....looked like Selina was about to extend her kitty claws for a second but she quickly retracted them and laced her fingers through her fiance's.

|Marcus Van Sciver| Very funny, Foxxy....let's go before I change my mind and lay down on the couch and cover my eyes with a cool cloth.

|Selina Foxx| But then you'll miss the fashion show.

Marcus' ears perked up at the mention of a fashion show.  He looked towards her with a raised brow as they headed towards the elevator of the hotel.

|Marcus Van Sciver| A fashion show, hmm?

Selina nodded and entered the elevator when the doors opened with a ding, Marcus following behind her.

|Selina Foxx| Well, the way I see it...if you're going to be spending money on some beautiful new clothes for me, you might as well have a say in what you buy, my love.  And I need to shop by a few lingerie shops.  You know, I think I might have to call Derick and actually thank his dumbass when we get back later on.

Selina noticed Marcus' confused glance, probably not liking that his fiance was going to be calling the one man that he knew wanted Selina in his bed and was probably...no, no probably, was highly jealous of the fact that Marcus shared a bed and would soon share a last name with the beautiful brunette.

|Selina Foxx| Had he not had my clothes sent to the fashionably challenged, poor people of the world....then I wouldn't be getting a new wardrobe and getting to spend a day with you.  Although I do have a question for you...well not really a question, but rather a comment...something that has been bugging me.

|Marcus Van Sciver| Yes, Selina...

|Selina Foxx| Aside from the fact that I think your ex-fiance is completely insane, probably from all that silicone seeping north to her brain, I did happen to notice a report on SKCW Divas that said that Gwendolyn Riley thought that you were a stalker and now your best friend made a comment that Van Sciver's don't settle for second best.  My comment is...is that if I hear either one of them, friend or foe to you...more likely your friend, tell me that I'm not good enough for you, or try to stir up unnecessary trouble between us, you'll be spending some time at his bedside because I'll personally shove my Jimmy Choo through his genitals.

|Marcus Van Sciver| You know me well enough to know that I won't put up with someone trying that, even if it is Andrew.

A slow smile spread across her glossed lips as she leaned in and kissed him again.

|Selina Foxx| I know...I just like hearing you say that.  That, and I just wanted to give you a fair warning in case you walk into find him bleeding out via his crotch.  I don't take well to someone trying to trash my name or yours...and if that delusional bitch, your best friend, or that midget bitch that keeps trying to hump anything that has to do with Gwendolyn Riley has anything to say about me, they can say it to me...and I'll tell them exactly what I think of all of them.

|Marcus Van Sciver| I love your temper, baby.

|Selina Foxx| I know you do.  Now...let's go buy some pretty things for me.

The two of them headed towards the limo, the smile never leaving Selina's face.