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[that_cost]

Charlie's not the biggest fan of the restauranteur convention, mostly because it's all old people in stuffy clothing with stuffier attitudes. She attended her first one at nineteen and basically got laughed at. Somehow, she got suckered into going and while she did in fact at least want to visit New Mexico, there was something she wanted to do more.

Nevada had, surprisingly, not been on her route but a few GPS tweaks later and she was at least en route. It was at a rest stop, diner burger in a to go package on her knees as she sat in her car, where she pulled out her cellphone to text Rock.

Hey, sexy. I need your address. I'm sending you something I think you'll enjoy and no, you're not allowed to ask what. Just enjoy the surprise.

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[rockysmash]

When Rocky got the text, he was having coffee with his best friend's uncle, Seamus. Curious, but not enough to fight her on it, Rocky shrugged and responded to her text with the address of his P.O. Box.

ill be heading over there next week, i can pick it up with the rest of my fanmail. :P <3

"Girlfriend?"

Rocky glanced up at Seamus O'Leary, smiling bashfully. "That obvious?"

The Irish born Earth sidhe grinned at that, sipping his tea with a knowing look.

"Boyo, if ye were glowin' any brighter? Ye could power the bloody city with that smile."

[that_cost]

Charlie reads the text and sighs, shaking her head with an amused smirk before replying.

Okay. Cool. Filing that away for future reference. For now, though, it presents a huge dilemma. The thing I'm sending won't fit a PO Box and certainly won't keep for a week.

Now it was just a matter of waiting for the right info this time around.

Trust me. You're going to love it.

If he doesn't love her already, that is.