She raises an eyebrow in amusement. Last time he'd drawn her, he technically had no issued with either of those things, if not in the current context. Her smile, mostly hidden by her glass as she has yet another sip, is smug.
"I'd say you're a gentleman, but..."
Her half-empty glass is set to one side, and she rests her hands on the sill, either side of her thighs. Her skirt hides them from view, and her ankles still swing gently back and forth. She'll stop them when he asks her to.
"Are you going to show me the results of our last sitting? Or do I have to wait until this one is done?"
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Date: 2013-10-07 02:49 pm (UTC)"I'd say you're a gentleman, but..."
Her half-empty glass is set to one side, and she rests her hands on the sill, either side of her thighs. Her skirt hides them from view, and her ankles still swing gently back and forth. She'll stop them when he asks her to.
"Are you going to show me the results of our last sitting? Or do I have to wait until this one is done?"