May. 17th, 2006

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Lucas settled into his desk chair and started flipping through a series of random art images he always kept on hand for button-making. He flipped through them several times, getting more and more frantic, until he finally thunked his head down on the desk.

Seriously, could Elle have been any more vague about what she wanted? He really, really wanted to get the button perfect for her.

. . .

Okay, he really, really wanted to get the chance to see Shakira make her all "wiggly", but that was practically the same thing. He was going to need to call in reinforcements.

He grabbed the phone and dialed an almost forgotten number, hoping it would still be connected.

It was )

Lucas got up and went to his closet, pulling down a box of photos. He could do this. And if the others never let him live it down . . . well. So be it.

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