Well, I’m giving up a possible portion of fries, so I’m pretty sure someone ( / stares pointedly at you ) could cough up a small compensation. Thanks for the worry, but I can afford to listen to cravings, you know? Besides, it’s free food.
oh, wait, ye mean me? (--*she raises one of her brows, while the other keeps furrowed as she follows the line of his gazes. her index points at herself innocently, eyelashes fluttering open and closed in the most charming way she could think of producing. obviously he hadn't heard about the very well known stereotypical the americans held about the scottish, and for that she sighs out.) aren't yer hopes so, so well cute, lad? there's naethin' free on this world.













