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[trustfundbaby]

[ generally, effie dresses like any scruffy college student — oversized sweaters that occasionally disguise the fact that she is actually wearing shorts underneath and a pair of keds from the children's shoe department, but when it comes to her family's annual donations she's forced to delve into the closet at her father's estate and find a pair of shoes that aren't trainers.

she dresses up nicely, choosing a dress that means she can't wear all the diamonds her father instead draped his "friend" in. effie couldn't avoid all the jewelry, she let him clasp a bracelet of pink diamonds around her wrist. she looks exactly as rich as she really is, honestly, and she's even taller thanks to the towering heels that click across the wood floors as she tries to avoid being pulled into conversation with some old bloke who wants to be in her father's good graces, making a beeline for the only person she recognizes and also tolerates.

her fingers curl around his elbow, smiling serenely at the people he is chatting with. ]

Mr Rook, hello. Would you mind if I borrowed you for a moment?

[ she even sounds posh, the kind of generic english movie posh which is a far cry from her deep london accent. ]

[mauved]

[ it's not that kate's not used to teaming up — hello, young avengers, also everything with clinton francis — but doing so with a civilian is pretty rare... and also probably incredibly ill-advised. but a job is a job and barty seems more than capable. besides, with any luck it will be a simple op — a grab and go with plenty of time left for a celebratory glass of champagne on the way out.

of course part of the job requires a bit of playing along. to blend in with the throng of donors and museum dignitaries, smiling and laughing and whatever else it is rich people and people who want their money do.

kate rarely leaves barty's side, playing up the wide-eyed graduate simply glad to be there to a t. given this is barty's home court, she graciously takes her cues from him, letting him glide them along the floor to greet and mingle with so-and-so as he must. during a brief reprieve between elbow-rubbing, kate finally gets to unhinge her jaw from all that stepford smiling and relax a little. ]

Good decision on the dessert, by the way. That cheesecake was disappointing.

listen im too shy to put this on the street of baker

[reparo]

I know we're on a "no discussion of the MET gala" moratorium, but please consider

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[belay]

Thanks again for helping me with that cult.