[ Predictable? Yes, Apollo's sure he is. He grins from his position on the bed, sprawled over the covers as he is and easily taking up the majority of the space. ]

Sort of. This is the celebrity version.

[ He happily makes room for M, lifting an arm for him to snuggle closer. The faintly damp skin doesn't bother him - not when Apollo's general ambient heat will take care of it in a few seconds. He nods towards the TV. ]

I thought maybe an ImPort would be on it this year. God knows there are enough of us who'd look good in high heels.