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"Bletchy little girl, you are!"

Giggles.

general

I will definitely
Put it on my list to watch

uneducated

Smiling over at you. I knew a guy. He said the only way he could get a date was to wear a pork chop around his neck. It wasn't true of course, he was a good-looking man. Just sort of mean at times.

Puts down my drink on the table and looks your way

No problem sweetheart. I'll just put the kettle on. Instant ok? Cream and sugar?

giggles a bit listening...though knowing if He had smelled like ham...that could very well be one of the reasons....though thinking a moment that the smile ....might....have something to do with it....

anywhere!

Smelling like ham would do it

I'm thinking about new teeth myself

Geez! You haven't seen it? YES! Watch it.

But now, pay CLOSE attention to everything they say. It's one of the best movies! Great lines....Really excellent.

anywhere?

"And I have seen yours."

Sliding onto the edge of the bed and sipping at her drink.

"Would you like some? It's cherry and peanut butter flavored."

Nods lots.

I will follow you anywhere.

Waves my hand dismissively and goes to the fridge grabbing a can of coke and cracking it open. Then drinking straight from the can.

Tar Sis.

Grins then bletches as the bubbles hit me

Oops sorry.

9:24;57 … beautiful

Considering appropriate conversation. Pan has new teeth! He says the women won't leave him alone now. I think it's because he often smells like ham, but it COULD be that new dazzling smile.

Just breaks out laughing *

I guess now I will have to watch
Rob Roy

Should we take this somewhere more quiet?

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The Grange
He doesn't hesitate to pull himself away from you, almost.

He takes hold of your hand as starts on his way towards the double doors that lead out into the garden.

I forget that about the rain here.

It's not as it is at home.

There is the briefest of pauses in his thought. The wonder that home is now the City where he lives, with you.

Here the rain brings things back to life.

And his mind is to the celebration of it.

He pauses briefly under the first feel of the rain.

Shall we leave breadcrumbs?

He's smiling broadly again.

Give them all more frown lines?