https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19327802/#19354490>[As Nikki buries her face in Sheila's ample cleavage, Sheila leans in and whispers so only Nikki can hear: both to save as much face for the panty-clad Angel as she can, and to pull her into a proper hug.]"Oi'll nevah fah-get, love. Oi'm so sorry I took so fucken long."
>[She rests her blonde head against Nikki's striking ginger for just a second, before breaking the hug and pushing her away.]"Orright, fuck me mate, that'll do. Ya wanna stay in 'ere ya need ta buy me a drink first, nyeh heh heh."
>>19361266>>19361267>[Sheila goes to give Colby a hug, as well.]"Fucken Cobbles. How the fuck is ya, mate? Yeah, nah, me and Broi here goes way back. Fucken met him so long ago I dun' even fucken remembah. God it could be fucken years boi now."
>[Off to the side, Sheila watches the scuffle between Colby and Bree; a cheeky fight between siblings is something she knows all too well. Maybe she should say Bree can crash on *her* couch, nyeh heh heh. But then Bree is sneaking glances at Nikki, understandably though it may be, and Sheila understands with a grin. Not worth getting in the way of this one. Bunch a bloody horndogs around here. Sheila speaks, forgetting her inside voice, her Angelic voice echoing through the Divine Mansion, no doubt.]'OI FUCKEN MARTOINI GHOST. YA IN HERE?'
