So, the enchanted mistletoe is in place.

[contraltoflute]

[...and Descole, typically, has ended up caught under it. Since she can't step out from under it, she's resorted to just sitting down in the middle of the floor, leaning against thin air. If it works, why not? She might as well take advantage of it the best she can, she reasons. She's not exactly happy about what she suspects this is going to entail - she knows mistletoe when she sees it - so she's trying to calm herself down about the whole thing along with waiting for someone to come along to help her out.]

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[contraltoflute]

[She sighs a little.]

Look, now you're under here I guess we have to kiss. But it still doesn't mean anything.

[realmandonpaolo]

[Super fast tear wiping and looks back over at her grinning.]

Really? You mean we really get to kiss?

[contraltoflute]

Just once, and only because of the mistletoe. It's never happening again and it doesn't mean anything.

[realmandonpaolo]

[He's mentally happy clapping.]

of course! Just because of the mistletoe! Now... pucker up~!

[Don Paolo's lips are coming at you.]

[contraltoflute]

[Descole shudders, shutting her eye and leaning in to kiss him for about half a second before she jumps back, out of the range of the mistletoe.]

[realmandonpaolo]

[Scrambles after her but ends up just falling over. He lifts his head up.]

Thanks for that, my dear! See you again next time!]

[contraltoflute]

There's not going to be a next time, Don!

[realmandonpaolo]

You... you have a pet name for me!

[:D!]

[contraltoflute]

Look. I told you already. Nothing will ever happen between us again. I used you, and all I learnt from it is that, no, I can't cope with sex. So leave me alone.

[realmandonpaolo]

See you later, my beloved!

[Waves her off.]