Re: Eliza Pancakes, Supervillain
Eliza had had it with Bob. Between being drooled on by Iggy, and Bob leaving slobly puddles everywhere, she was done with taking care of two children at once... the adult child was particularly offensive.
Come to think of it, the actual child kind of drove her crazy too.
So she left them, and moved out to Windenburg, ready for something new.
She was able to bring a few of her nice things with her, including her beautiful pink bed, but not everything... and the house cost absolutely everything she had. With zero simoleons to her name, she signed up for a job with a Secret Agency.
It was Sunday though. She was hungry, sad, and hadn't had her first day of work yet. Fortunately an understanding bartender took pity on her.
"Please never mention to anyone that you had to do this for me," Eliza begged the bartender.
Eliza had always aspired to climb higher in society, and now that she was rid of that embarrassing Bob, she felt confident and free to do it. Some of her old jogging buddies invited her into their club.
They were very understanding of her complaints about the divorce
Especially a handsome fellow who, it was rumored, owned a big and beautiful home in which he lived as an eligible widower.
Eliza appreciated big beautiful homes.
Perhaps she could come to appreciate the owner of one.
He called with a deeply personal question one evening shortly after they met. Eliza's heart pounded.
"I think I have a crush on...
...
...Julia Wright."
"Who?"
Jacques told Eliza a little bit about her.
"A university student? At your age?" asked Eliza. She hoped the edge in her voice sounded playful and not mean.
Jacques hung up.
Things looked brighter after Eliza's first promotion.
And she suddenly came into an inheritance from a peculiar-sounding relative who had specified what to do if she asked whether there were conditions... so she splurged on a beautiful sculpture for her garden
There aren't actually any plants in the garden yet. But the sculpture looks very fancy.
Fortunately there is a food stand in the plaza right outside her house. She isn't ready to admit that life without Bob's cooking might be a little bit harder
Fortunately, Julia wasn't willing to give an old man the time of day.
Eliza was. She invited Jacques over. She didn't come on too strong but she made him feel welcome. She learned that he was a Genius, and kind of Childish at heart. (One more big kid? Maybe a big kid with a big house is another matter...)
I wonder what his other trait could be?
Tomorrow is Harvestfest. Eliza plans to put on her best dress and impress Jacques with her cooking. And drop by and perhaps get a peek at that house. Oh, and learn to cook. Better add that to the list.
