'Now this is a surprise.' Her voice stays at more or less of a deadpan, shaking her head disapprovingly. 'No one accessory, hanging off of you. 'Course if I looked like that, don't think I could stick to just one.
Doesn't look good on you, for anyone who told you that it did.
C'mon, tell me. You've got a squeeze in reaching distance, have to. Or what you misplaced back at home, oughta do like a.' She flails her hands, flicking slender fingers in his direction as if to splash him. Who would of thought? Her being a chatterbox. Not a chance, and here she was. 'Full bodied check next time, make sure you're not leaving anything at home that should be on your person.
Gives off the wrong signal.' She gives him a good, long stare from where she's at and it's only a matter of time, moments put more specifically that she loses it and sputters. 'Wow. Wow, wow. Okay.
Don't put that past me, that I didn't mean any of that?
But that was just bad. Just null it all.' She makes diagonal slicing motions in the air, in high hopes to dismiss it. As if. 'So. All that put aside,' She laces her fingers behind her back and extends her arms high up in the air, caving fingers the opposite way than deemed natural. She stretches, letting her lip quirk in a twitch and reopens her eyes, replacing that faint humiliation with a smile.
That oughta do it. 'So? How're you doing tonight?'
