- Entering Krissy's household, a bitchy expression plastered on her face however that's her natural appearance.

Well hello .. congratulations honey on your degree! Always great to see black women aspire more and show that we are just as strong as our white neighbors.

- Taking a seat next to Gigi and glancing around the table.

*sits silently and sips her water*

Confessional: I thought this dinner party would be fun and lively, but all I hear is... crickets.

- peering at Pamela over her glass

http://i.imgur.com/pfeBYeu.gif

-    Hugging Pamela.

"Hey Pamela, how's everything going."

Interview: "After trashbag black widow mid life crisis attacked me, my lawyers have advised me not to talk to her. I'm suing her, AND her blog, and hopefully that tacky blog will get shut down thanks to moi."

Well, I'll put it like this.

- Stroking her hair down her shoulder.

This dinner ain't gonna' be over until the fat lady sings so if you, Miss Tina, don't plan on doing a high note or some shit in the next five minutes I guess we'll just be congratulating Krissy for a while.

- Leaning back in the chair and taking a sip of champagne; http://i.imgur.com/E5s5PZU.gif ..

(LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DEAD)

* Crossing her legs, sipping her cocktail as she listens to the women who are pushing 50 fight. * http://i.imgur.com/MBRkM1x.gif

Sips wine-
Congrats Krissy
Smiles-

Congratulating Gigi on what? On suing yo' ghetto ass for attacking her?

- Brushing her hand down; shushing Tina.

Ain't even gonna' pay attention to this fat ass scum in front of me.
Krissy, let's go ahead and get that three course meal goin'.
- Leaning back in the chair yet again; http://i.imgur.com/ADptpUS.gif ..

"Can you not say my name, for like, five seconds? Your about to hit retirement age, go down to McDonalds and use your senior discount to buy a cheeseburger and shut your fat ass up. You've been DONE in life, a long time ago. I've accomplished as much as you at twenty seven, so you'll die a worthless piece of sh*t."

-     Rolls eyes, sipping her drink.

"I'm done."

(( I'd just like to go on record and say that Pamela's age is found in her application; 33. ))

(as I meant Krissy lol...)

Interview; I'm ignoring Pamela because I think she's TRASH. She attacked me over NOTHING; I said nothing but nice things about her & I never called her a hoe... so she can take that rumor & shove it up her deflated ass

"Let's eat."

-      Digging into her salad, stuffing some of it in her mouth. She washes it down with some red wine, imported from Italy.

"Anyways, I'm thinking we should go on a trip, maybe to Costa Rica."

*sits and listens, obviously bored*

Where is Krissy even at? Isn't this her damn event?