Oh, dear. Do forgive me, Count Timmy. I suppose it will take me a little time to get used to your new nom de plume. Oops… ::bends over right in front of the dear young man to pick up my fan which had inexplicably slipped out of my hand, quite forgetting the nature of the gown I’m wearing::
::straightening up to see a rather odd look on Count Timmy’s face, remembering the gown, and proceeding to blush several shades of pink::
Oh, Countess Palmyra, I would like to discuss your ideas about those particular curtains, if you have the time. ::hurrying off in the general direction of the countess::
Why, no, my dear young man. I shall leave that to the lovely Countess Palmyra to do. I’m quite sure she can think of something…suitable to render in the way of punishment for you, dear.
Pete, I like it, has a nice ring to it. I did consider using Godfather. I watched The Godfather at Grace’s the other night and decided a Godfather had more influence than a Lord, but by that time, I had already sent in the request for the name change.
Lord Jim, Godfather of Soul (and not a B in sight)
I really like the ring of that purple, Countess Palmyra… Now, what exactly about the curtains would you like to discuss? I haven’t really decided on anything yet, but I know that those heavy dusty drapes have got to go: they block out all the light.
As for you, Paddy, just what kind of punishment do you think you deserve? I think the corset under this frumpy gown must be cutting off my oxygen supply, so it can’t be anything too vigorous [unless it can wait till bedtime… ;)].
Palmyra, my dear, PurrpleBear is the Lady of the Manor (I don’t know what the feminine of Marquis is). She’ll become Queen when I become King of the World. (I’m looking at August of next year on that.) ScottiCher is her Lady-in-Waiting.
Of course, that may swap back and forth between now then. It’ll probably come down to whichever is wearing the nicest dress when the title of Queen becomes available.
Anyway, you really should talk to them before thinking about changes here.
Just don’t let all that nobility get to your head, Jim. Remember, you’ll always be that humble Texas boy that got teased 'cause he was the only man in the state without a gun.
Coldy, it’s worse than that. I’ve never owned a cowboy hat and I only owned a pair of boots for about a week. I wore them to Canada and left them behind when I left and haven’t seen them since.
While the male term, Marquis, does indeed have a silent “s” [mar-key], the female term Marquise has a pronouced “s” [mar-keese, said like an “s”, not a “z”].
Well, I have no problems with any of this, none at all. I figure that no matter WHAT title I have, I still get to be called “Lady Scotti.” Maybe NOW people will quit thinking I am a BOYScotti.
[sub]not that there is anything wrong with being a male, just…I’m NOT, so it is kind of disconcerting.[/sub]
You going to punish me, then?
