#Mr. Simverse

[tikay21]

🐺Leroy Winter-Conroy

back - next You can find more information and context through the hashtags attached below. and a bit more under the cut ...

Leroy Winter-Conroy

is the third child of Jolene and Saint. He is 10 years younger than his oldest sibling Jaxx and there are his older sister Cloud and his younger brother Joshua. Leroy was the welcome surprising result of Saint and Jolene’s reunion after they had been divorced for about over a year, so they've married twice.

With Leroy, I explored the fitness pack and shaped his character and story through the bodybuilder career and aspiration. He has always been very athletic and driven by challenges, almost as if he told me exactly what he wanted to do. Leroy met his wife, Briceida Chàvez, during a holiday trip. After visiting him in Brindleton Bay, she decided to stay when he asked her to be with him.

After earning the title of Mr. Simverse and gaining fame as an athlete by winning multiple competitions, including some with substantial prize money, they bought a house near the harbor. They have two children, Manuel and, many years later, Adrian, who was an unexpected but welcome addition.

Today, Leroy mainly trains young athletes but continues to stay active in sports and competitions himself.

Some older images from his life, I didn’t document their story with screenshots at the time, so I only have a few gallery images. as a teen ...

young sport student ...

on top of his carrier ...

his wedding ... Briceida is a native Salvadoradian ... Sims made by me @tikay Conroy Clan - Family Tree

[telekinetictrait]

No one can quite remember where Miss Isolde came from – why, as far as anyone knows, that old Mrs Ada Sulzbach came back from a trip to the seaside with Isolde in tow and she's been here ever since. That poor old woman – after her husband and her brother died, young Isolde was all she had, and it seemed that she was all young Isolde had too. When old Mrs Sulzbach died and left everything to Miss Isolde, she sold most of her things and disappeared to a cottage by the sea. She paints and gardens and barely ever has anyone for tea – but she's a sweet young woman, if a bit eccentric, what with her hours-long stretches of sitting alone on the rocks, staring out at the waves.

the 1880s won the polls, so here's isolde in the 1880s! i had a lot of fun dressing her up in a different era and tweaking her backstory to fit hehe, maybe i will do it again...

check my resources page and genetics tag for genetics

multiple: helgatisha's moles 01 / mosaica's esther freckles / the-melancholy-maiden's late victorian hair / buzzardly28's bridget hair / simandy's ainin hair / okruee's ana hair / linzlu's sallie hair / dancemachinetrait's pemberley gloves and stockings / simverses' mistress mysterium gloves / sforzcc's bert boots

everyday/house: chere-indolente's aesthete belt dress

going out: linzlu's fancy bonnet / chere-indolente's manger blouse + overlay / chere-indolente's cueillette skirt

formal: oydis' colorful summer sunflowers / ice-creamforbreakfast's céala earrings / chere-indolente's at the theatre bow bodice / chere-indolente's ombrelles skirt + overlay

athletic: the-melancholy-maiden's late victorian hat / chere-indolente's cueillette bodice + skirt / vintagesimstress' separated medieval-ish apron

painting: chere-indolente's cueillette cap + skirt + apron overlay / ms-marysims' ida blouse

gardening: sforzcc's juliana hat / satterlly's theresa drindl

undergarments: dancemachinetrait's lillie corset and combinations

sleep: lollaleeloo's vintage nightgown (tsr download)

morning: notsooldmadcatlady's wrapper

party: oydis' colorful summer flowers / ice-creamforbreakfast's starburst earrings / simverses' mistress mysterious scarf / dissiasims' neutra accessory top / cooper322's vanessa dress (the boob window phase of the early 1880s.....)

swimwear: huiernxoxo's rosie dress / vintagesimstress' 1884 swimwear / eirflower’s bain de soliel bathing shoes

summer: the-melancholy-maiden's floral fedora / emy-the-gamer's charlotte outfit (i know its winter. shhh)

winter: chere-indolente's dans la serre bonnet / chere-indolente's newlyn cableknit / laureliesims' separated bustle skirt

thank you to @helgatisha @mosaica @the-melancholy-maiden @buzzardly28 @simandy @okruee @linzlu @dancemachinetrait @simverses @chere-indolente @oydis @ice-creamforbreakfast @vintagesimstress @ms-marysims @satterlly @lollaleeloosstuff @notsooldmadcatlady @dissiasims @cooper322 @huiernxoxo @eirflower @emy-the-gamer @laureliesims

[snowflakesoliloquy]

Introducing last but certainly not least. Our bachelorette and superstar judge on "Simverse has got talent" Chelsea Sullivan.

Chelsea is 30 years old and her relationship ended a year ago. Her fiancee admitted he doesn't actually want children. Chelsea was devastated but knew the right man was out there for her.

She loves all things home making and her deepest wishes are things like making cookies at home with her children on a snow day from school.

She's eager to start a family and find her happily ever after and her heart is all aflutter as she hopes one of these contestants will be Mr. or Mrs. Right.

[bridgeportbritt]

Willington Palace | Sage, SimDonia

Foreign Advisor Kabir: Your Majesty, we’ve thoroughly investigated the situation in Umbrage with the two travelers from Viridis. 

Kabir: It has been determined that there is no threat to national security. The couple have returned to their home country. So I believe we can close this business for good.

Diana: That’s great, Mr. Patel. Thank you for looking into it and reporting back.

Monarchy Advisor Lydia: And what of the actions taken by The Grand Duchess?

Kabir: Creeksbrey Palace has recieved a rebriefing of all foreign affairs procedures and protocols with the lead officials, Miss Elmington.

Diana: That’s perfect.

Lydia: Your Majesty, with all due repsect, I hardly think that is enough punishment regarding the seriousness of the actions taken by the Grand Duchess.

Diana: Punishment? Miss Elmington, since when are we in the business of dealing out punishments for honest mistakes? Or anything really?

Lydia: Perhaps we should begin, Your Majesty. This incident could have put the entire state of Umbrage and the country as a whole in danger. It is my understanding that HRH’s business dealings were more important at the time than her duties as a Senior Royal.

Diana: Miss Elmington, HRH has had a business agreement with the Institution since HRH King Brother has reigned. She’s followed that agreement thoroughly and I’ve seen no issues, internal or external.

Lydia: Yes, I’m aware of the agreement and while HRH has done her part, she has certainly towed the line for many years. Especially recently. Her initial agreement hadn’t included anything about reality shows or stores across the Simverse. Don’t get me started on her many questionable wardrobe choices.

Diana: Has this become a problem? If so, I’m completely unaware.

Lydia: Miss Gale? Certainly you have an opinion. Has HRH’s business and overall image made an impact on things here in SimDonia?

Domestic Advisor Hannah: Uh... well, Miss Elmington, Your Majesty. Some citizens have expressed a... um, displeasure in some of Bria’s outfits and some concerns about a Senior Royal owning and operating a private business so... publically, but overall, actual sentiments are pretty positi-

Lydia: See? Displeasure and concern from our own citizens. Unneccesary and unneeded negative attention on the Monarchy, Your Majesty. And when we’re in such a fragile state of rebuilding.

Kabir: Are you being serious, Lydia?

Lydia: Of course I am! It is my job to protect the institution of the Monarchy and in turn, Our Queen.

Diana: What would you advise I do about this, then?

Kabir: As I said, the situation is handled. I don’t think-

Lydia: I believe the question was for me, Mr. Patel. 

Diana: Yes, what is your solution, Miss Elmington?

Lydia: I believe we need to ensure The Grand Duchess makes her Royal duties her main focus by setting up more guidelines for Senior Royals and advising HRH to dissolve the KBE.

Other advisors gasp

Diana: You believe closing KBE will solve this?

Lydia: Before this grows into a bigger problem, yes. It only takes one incident to turn The Royal Family into a disgrace. We can’t have these trivial things she’s working on shaping the image of the Monarcy. From her wardrobe to the talk show to a reality model show, HRH is constantly telling people what to think of The Crown. I believe only Your Majesty should be the person to do that.

Diana: I see, thank you. That will be all.

Diana sighs to herself

@royalmedani​

[simstomaggie]

Imeávie Dress

Hey everyone!

Today I bring you a dress that can be worn in the colder months of fall and winter, and maybe the early spring months. There's a serious lack of outfits for the mid-victorian era for the winter in particular, so I'm hoping to make some more in the future.

50 swatches: 16 patterns, 34 solids

bgc

12k polys, disallowed for random

contains mesh part of @joliebean's Mrs Fall's Woman's Coat, @simverses' Bard Blouse and Colores Urbanos' Ampon Skirt (weights by the lovely @batsfromwesteros)! Thank you to these amazing creators and their open TOUs!

Download: Patreon | Curseforge

tou:

Please do NOT claim as yours.

Do NOT put behind paywalls.

Do NOT reupload.

DO recolor (without the mesh please!)

DO use for mesh edits

PLEASE give proper credit

HAVE a good time

cc: @maxismatchccworld​ @mmoutfitters @maxismatch ♥

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UPDATE 07/30/2021:

fixed an issue, where on lower LODs there was an exploding finger bone, causing a long line to appear in game.

If the issue persists, please let me know!

[stargazer-sims]

previously…

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- fifty-two -

"Victor, what are you doing?"

Yuri steps through the door of Victor's room to find him sprawled on the floor with his laptop in front of him. Victor's hair is tousled and he's still dressed in the same sweatpants and t-shirt he'd been wearing since he got back from the gym a couple of hours ago. It's fairly obvious to Yuri that he'd gotten distracted from what he was supposed to have been doing.

Victor glances up. "Hey," he says. "You look cute."

"We're supposed to be getting ready for dinner at Taka's parents' house," Yuri says. "We're finally going to meet Fox, remember?"

"Right," says Victor. "I didn't forget. I was just checking my email, and I kind of got sidetracked."

"With what?" Yuri asks.

Victor has enough class to look embarrassed. "Uh... SimTube videos," he admits.

Yuri really wants to scold him, but he realizes it won't be any use. Victor can't help being the way he is, and the only thing commenting on his lack of focus will accomplish will be to make them both frustrated and upset. He crosses the room to Victor's closet and opens it up, intent on helping him instead. "Anything interesting?"

"As a matter of fact, yeah," Victor says. "Remember me telling you about my friend Davian?"

"Your friend from high school?"

"He was in college at the same time as me and Leo too, until he dropped out and we lost touch," Victor says. "Anyway, i found his Simstagram profile back in the summer, and we reconnected."

"You mentioned that," says Yuri. "I got the impression it wasn't a solid connection, though. We didn't see him when we were in Willow Creek."

"He's pretty busy. Turns out he's kind of famous.”

"Really?"

"Yeah," Victor says. "He's got this online show and he has like, a million followers. He won a couple of Simverse Internet Awards back in the summer, and I guess his following nearly doubled since then, and it looks like he's starting his own production company now, too. He's thinking of calling it Belle Productions."

"Interesting," Yuri says. He holds up two sweaters. "Do you want to wear red or blue?"

"Red," says Victor. "His show's pretty good. You should check it out."

"Later," Yuri says. "Jeans or dress pants?"

"I think you know the answer to that."

"Jeans."

"The next time I wear dress pants will be at Mom and Julian's wedding. You want to hear the really cool thing?"

"About your friend Davian?"

"And his husband, Félix," Victor says. "You know that weird alien baby thing Taka was talking about? Where they somehow combine two sets of DNA and implant it into a person, so same-sex couples or infertile people can have their own biological kids?"

Yuri frowns. He's not entirely sure he likes the direction of this conversation. He goes to the dresser and picks out clean socks and underwear for his husband, along with a t-shirt that will go nicely under the open-necked red sweater. "What did Taka say it was called? Pollination?"

"Sounds like agriculture," says Victor. "Dav and Félix are actually doing it. He was talking about it on his latest episode. Apparently, the baby's due in March, and they get to find out next week if it's a boy or a girl."

"Are they going to do one of those tacky gender reveals?"

"I guess that'll depend on Félix. I get the feeling he's the boss," Victor says, and then adds, "In a good way, though. Kind of like you."

Yuri considers himself aware enough to admit Victor is correct about this. He is bossy, although he's been making a real effort to be less so lately. Victor has, for the most part, stopped calling him by the nickname Mr. Bossy, so it seems he's noticed the change, but he still likes to tease Yuri about it sometimes. Yuri refuses to be offended, choosing to take it as a gentle reminder that he still has some self-improvement to do.

"Some people need to be bossed a little," he says.

"You're right," says Victor. "I wouldn't want you to leave all the scheduling and decision-making to me. Like, we'd be waking up at four in the morning and eating leftovers for breakfast if i was in charge."

"You already eat leftovers for breakfast,” Yuri says. “And there’s a four o'clock in the morning?"

"It's the time of day you told me that I'm not allowed to get up and clean the kitchen, remember?"

Yuri laughs. He does remember. Until he'd convinced Victor of the value in having a regular bedtime and wake-up time, he was likely to wake at any random hour of the night, full of manic energy, and start cleaning the house or working out. The routine has helped them both immensely. Victor is finding it easier to manage his energy, and his concentration and ability to pay attention have improved. As for Yuri, he can count on a solid night's sleep without being interrupted by the sound of the vacuum cleaner or the washing machine.

"I'm glad you don't clean things at four in the morning any more," Yuri says.

"I'm glad you made some rules for me. No leaving the bedroom until wake-up time was a good one."

"I still can't believe you did three hundred sit-ups the first morning we tried out that rule."

"I couldn't vacuum. What else was I supposed to do?" Victor sits up and pulls his laptop onto his knee. "Want to see a picture of Félix? He let Dav post a photo of him on Simstagram, and it's..." he pauses, evidently searching for the right words to express his feelings about it. "Fascinating, but in a Ripley's Believe It Or Not kind of way."

"Honestly, I'm not sure if I want to see it or not,” says Yuri. "Does he look pregnant?"

"Very," says Victor. "It's weird, like one of those things that you really don't want to look at, but you also feel like you can't look away from."

"It sounds horrible," Yuri says.

“It kind of is,” Victor confirms. “But if you can believe the caption, Dav thinks he’s sexy, so I guess that’s all that really matters.”

Yuri feels an involuntary shudder travel the entire length of his spine. “There’s nothing remotely attractive about pregnancy. It’s disgusting.”

“I can appreciate it from the point of, you know… not existing without it. But, yeah. Visually, it’s a huge turn-off, but it’s still clinically intriguing.”

“I don’t think ‘clinical’ and ‘intriguing’ really belong in the same sentence,” Yuri says. “Seriously, why are you telling me this stuff and trying to show me pictures? Are we about to have a conversation about children? Because if we are—"

Victor scrunches up his face in consternation. "What? No, that's totally not where I was headed. I don’t want a kid, and I think I’m safe in assuming you don’t.”

“Perhaps I’ll consider it when Hell freezes over.”

“That’s what I thought,” says Victor.

"I really don't want to see the picture."

"You don't have to." Victor closes his laptop. "Just so you know, if we did want kids, my vote would be for adoption, not alien reproductive science."

"Mine too, if we actually wanted children."

"It makes way more sense to help a kid who doesn't already have a family, right? But, I mean, the alien thing... I'd never voluntarily do something that traumatic and disfiguring to my body. And you definitely couldn't do it. It'd be way too much for you physically, even without the psychological effects.”

"So, why are we talking about it?"

"I was thinking about Taka."

"I don't think Taka is ready for kids."

"Maybe not yet," Victor says. "But I figure it'll only be a matter of time. He sounded pretty serious when he was telling us about the alien thing. He really wants a kid.”

“He’d need a second sample of DNA for the alien procedure, wouldn’t he? He couldn’t do it by himself.”

“It’ll be Fox, obviously.”

Yuri laughs. "Victor!”

“What?”

“Have you been talking to Seiji? He thinks Taka and Fox will be married by next summer."

"Does he? We haven't discussed it, but he might be right."

"We don't know Fox. We haven't even met him yet. You can't make predictions like that," Yuri says. "Besides, he and Taka have only known each other for a month, and Fox was in the hospital for a week of that time."

"I know, but the way Taka talks about him..."

"Taka is silly," says Yuri, smiling. "And so are you."

"I guess I can't argue with that, can I?"

"You could, but you'd be wrong," Yuri teases. "Now, come on. You need to shower and change, and you need to start right now. We'll be late otherwise."

"Okay," Victor says. "Come in and keep me company while I shower?"

"Anything to keep you on track."

"Are you saying I can't focus on a task?"

"Do I need to say that?"

"No, probably not,” Victor concedes. “Anyway, I was thinking I’d show Dav’s website and Simstagram account to Taka. Let him check out what the alien pregnancy thing really looks like. He might want to get in contact. You know, to ask questions and stuff.”

“Know what I think?” Yuri says. “I think you shouldn’t meddle.”

“How is it meddling if I just show him a couple of videos?”

“It isn’t, as long as you leave it at that. Let him figure everything else out on his own, at his own speed.”

“That was generally the plan,” says Victor. “Trust me, I don’t want to see him jumping into anything crazy before he’s ready. I just think it’s good to have all the facts, and I want to help him.”

Yuri smiles. “That’s one of the things I love about you. You want to help everybody.”

“I want Taka to be happy. He deserves that.”

“Everyone deserves that.”

“Of course, but you know Taka. He’s a sweet guy, and it’s like nobody ever takes him seriously in a relationship. He just gets friend-zoned all the time,” Victor says. “But, maybe it’s not gonna be like that with Fox. Maybe they'll get married and have a bunch of kids some day, and have their happily-ever-after, like us.”

"Is that what we're doing?"

"It is from where I'm standing," Victor says. "I figured out something. Everything doesn't have to be perfect in order for people to be happy. We're not perfect, but I'm always going to be happy as long as I'm with you, so yeah. Happily ever after."

“Has anyone ever told you you’re a hopeless romantic, Victor?”

“You. All the time," Victor says. "It's a bit of the crow calling the raven black, though, don't you think?"

"Maybe," Yuri says. In truth, he has to acknowledge that he's probably no less of a romantic than Victor, but he's also not as optimistic as his husband and feels as if his flights of fancy are tempered by realism. "Don't misunderstand. I want Taka to be happy, and I do hope things work out with him and Fox. I just think it's too soon to tell, and I don't think we should speculate too much."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"We have enough daydreams of our own to keep us busy without coming up with any for our friends."

“I know, but wouldn’t it be amazing if Taka and Fox really are meant for each other? You and me, Leo and Ellie, and Taka and Fox. We just gotta fix Seiji up with somebody who'll stick around, and that'll be it. Can't you imagine all of us becoming old married couples and like, reminiscing about the good old days and stuff?”

“In our rocking chairs on the front porch of our haunted house in Willow Creek, surrounded by our honourary nieces and nephews?”

“If we can find a way to get ourselves into that house—“

“I know,” Yuri says. “Now that it’s officially for sale, we have to figure out what we’re going to do. We have some big decisions ahead of us.”

“Yeah,” Victor says, all the playfulness suddenly drained from his expression. “You think we should talk it over with my mom?”

Yuri nods. “Yes, and mine as well, but not tonight. We should discuss it together first, and I think we should get in contact with Robert and Kim directly instead of only looking at the real estate listing online, but that can wait till at least tomorrow, too.” He holds out his hand. “Now, come on. Let me help you get ready, so we can go.”

Victor lets Yuri pull him up to his feet. “I already have ideas about what I want to do.”

“About the house?”

“Not just the house. I mean, what I want to do when we get there. Like, about school and work and all that.”

“How about you tell me while you’re in the shower? We’ll call it multi-tasking.”

Victor grins. “Me, multi-tasking. That’d be new.”

“Victor, come on.” Yuri tugs at his hand, ineffectually attempting to drag him in the direction of the door. “Do you want to go to the Suzukis’ dinner party, or not?”

“All right, I’m coming,” Victor says. “When have you ever known me to turn down food? Plus, I need to hear all Seiji’s gossip. He must’ve already met a new woman, because Taka mentioned something about him wanting to learn English, and I can’t imagine anything else that’d motivate him. Oh, and didn’t he tell you—”

“Victor! Bathroom. Now.”

“Okay, Mr. Bossy.”

Yuri sighs. Sometimes he wonders if he’s fighting a pointless battle. Still, of all the people in the world, there’s no one he’d rather be with than this loving, mischievous and hopelessly disorganized man.

Happily ever after, indeed.

He is happy, and Victor is correct; happiness has nothing to do with perfection. It has everything to do with accepting that no person and no situation is ever perfect, and learning to value what you've got. Waking up next to Victor each morning, he appreciates this concept more and more, and the understanding has made him less inconsiderate and more sensitive to the needs of people other than himself.

He's been trying his best to be more patient and accommodating of Victor's attention deficit issues, doing what he can to help rather than just getting annoyed when Victor struggles to follow directions, loses things, or forgets what he's meant to be doing. He's learned that if he stays calm, Victor is calmer as well. On the whole, this has made their life together far more harmonious over the past several weeks.

Yuri thinks about Taka and Fox, and wonders if the difference between happiness and perfection is something they'll need to learn. Taka is so warm and accepting that he likely gets it already, but maybe Fox is more like Yuri. Perhaps he'll have to learn it the hard way. Or maybe not. If they become friends, Yuri might be able to help him and offer some advice.

This thought almost makes him laugh. People hardly ever come to him for advice about anything. Then again, he concludes this might be because he's never had anything worthwhile to contribute before, and even if he did, he would've lacked the confidence to share it. But, things are changing. He is changing. Now, he's ready and willing to give more than he takes, and he hopes he's able to offer something meaningful.

He gives himself the mental equivalent of a head shake when it occurs to him that he's doing the exact thing that he'd just told Victor not to do. Some part of his brain has settled on the assumption that Taka and Fox will certainly end up together for the long term, and he's already coming up with scenarios in which his own experience might prove useful to them.

So much for not speculating.

But, he can't deny that he wants all his friends to have their own happily-ever-after, particularly Takahiro, who seems to suffer the most from loneliness. The thing Yuri wishes for Taka is that he'll find the same sense of comfort and safety that Yuri has found with Victor, the same security in being with someone who'll love him so completely that he'll forget the sadness and fear of being alone.

[stardewremixed]

I figured Krobus from Stardew Valley should be a ghost. In Stardew Valley game, Krobus is one of the shadow people. This is fitting for my SimVerse as Shades are a type of ghostly creature. Read more here. 

Anyhoo... this Krobus is for my Stardew Remixed story. They were so polite and immediately made grilled watermelon for everyone on the lot. Krobus is roommates with Sandy, Mr. Qi, and Two Dice in the Calico Desert.  

[yavannah]

I listened to music from the Titanic movie during the day and of course I got inspiration to make little Titanic style pictures for my Mr Hyde and his wife lookalike sims. :)

Huge thanks to @simverses for that beautiful dress and @atashi77 for that awseome Titanic poseset. And huge thanks for other cc-makers as well.

[stargazer-sims]

10 - Simverse Internet Awards Night (part two)

Félix: Is this the part where we wave to all the journalists, and where you get to bask in the glow of your success?

Davian: Something like that, yeah.

Félix: I said you'd win something, didn't I?

Davian: You did, but I was totally not expecting Fans' Choice in the pop culture video category. I mean, I know I got nominated for that and people were voting for the past few weeks, but they kept the voting results secret until the event.

Félix: You're a fan favourite, and you're an up-and-coming creator. Winning two awards, I suppose that means you're quite famous now.

Davian: I don't know if I'm a household name or anything, but I guess I'm not a nobody any more.

Félix: You never were, mon cœur. You've always been somebody.

Davian: Are you okay with me being almost famous?

Félix: I'm more than okay with it. I love that you're almost famous, and I'm very proud of you.

Davian: Thanks.

Félix: Oh, look. Here come some journalists. Yes, please do come over here and give some attention to this beautiful man. You know, he's almost famous.

Davian: Uh… I don't think they're actually looking at me.

Félix: Of course they are. You're the star. I'm only here for moral support, and to… how is it called in English? To be your arm candy?

Davian: You’re the whole bowl of candy in that dress.

Félix: I’m pleased you like it. I chose it especially for you.

Reporter: (out of frame) Excuse me! Mr. St-Jean, can we get a few pictures?

Davian: Sure.

Reporter: And can you introduce us to your date?

Félix: Your ‘date’. How adorable.

Davian: This is my husband, Dr. Félix Blanchet, world’s hottest archaeologist.

Reporter: We saw you on your own in San Myshuno recently. We weren’t aware you were married. How long have you and Dr. Blanchet been together?

Davian: Sorry, but do you guys even watch the show?

Félix: Dav, be nice to the journalists.

Davian: I talk about you on the show all the time, Félix. They should know that we—

Félix: We’ve been married for two years. Sometimes our work requires us to travel alone, but we are planning to travel together this summer.

Reporter: And where might your fans be able to spot you this summer, Mr. St-Jean?

Davian: We’re heading for Oasis Springs next week.

Reporter: And what takes you to Oasis Springs?

Davian: Should we say?

Félix: You promised we wouldn’t. Not until after we’ve talked to our parents.

Reporter: A secret, then? Are you hoping to generate speculation among your fans?

Davian: My fan base is online. It goes without saying that people are going to put their opinions and ideas out there about literally everything. They can speculate all they want, but if they’re looking for the truth, they’ll have to check out the show. Félix and I might be announcing something on there in a few weeks’ time. Right, mon amoureux?

Félix: I suppose one might say it’ll be an announcement that’s out of this world. Shall we have those photos taken now? You did want to photograph us, didn’t you?

Reporter: Yes, please. Particularly you in that dress. What inspired that unusual choice?

Félix: I like it, and it matches my husband’s suit.

Reporter: And you felt this would be more attention-grabbing than wearing a suit yourself?

Davian: My Félix grabs attention no matter what he’s wearing. That’s how it is when you’re hotter than the Selvadoradan rainforest.

Reporter: I think that may be the quote of the evening.

*camera shutters clicking*

Félix: How's this? Am I glamorous enough?

Davian: I can’t believe I was worried about you being stressed out. You really love this, don’t you?

Félix: I can’t say I’m in love with all of it.

Davian: Yeah. Your dress—

Félix: Later, love. Now isn’t the time to worry about it. We’re meant to be working on your public image right now, aren’t we?

Davian: You’re not upset?

Félix: I didn’t say that. But, remember what I told you about doing my best to enjoy everything to the fullest while I still can?

Davian: Yeah.

Félix: I want to have a copy of these pictures, so on a day when I may not look or feel well, I can remember tonight and see us both looking fabulous.

Davian: Okay. I get that. We’ll look for them on the usual entertainment news websites tomorrow, and I’ll save them for you.

Félix: Yes, please.

Reporter: The two of you make a striking couple.

Reporter: One more closeup, and then we’ll let you get to the reception and meet-and-greet.

Félix: Let’s go, Dav. I’m starving, and I need a drink.

Davian: It’s your lucky night. I heard there’s an open bar at the reception.

Félix: Oh, wonderful! A nice glass of Pinot Noir would be divine. But, the wine isn’t what’ll make this my lucky night.

Davian: Will you kiss me with wine on your lips?

Félix: And you say everything that comes out of my mouth sounds like it belongs in a film script.

Davian: You know, I can get my poetry on when I’m trying.

Félix: Yes, I will kiss you. On the mouth. In front of everyone. If people are going to stare at us and call us attention-grabbing, then let’s make it worth their while and grab as much attention as we can.