"That's the thing," he says, smiling like it's going to be the easiest thing in the world.
And then the smile drops. "You don't." He shakes his head. "Way too dangerous."
Something so simple, so elemental. Any child in Wonderland would know that already.
"But," he continues, moving toward her again. "I know some people who...know some...well, other people," he laughs a little, stopping well inside her personal bubble again. "If you know what I mean. It's one of the privileges of..." and here he leans in, right in her face, "running a teashoP." The 'p' in shop pops loudly.
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Date: 2010-09-17 12:38 am (UTC)And then the smile drops. "You don't." He shakes his head. "Way too dangerous."
Something so simple, so elemental. Any child in Wonderland would know that already.
"But," he continues, moving toward her again. "I know some people who...know some...well, other people," he laughs a little, stopping well inside her personal bubble again. "If you know what I mean. It's one of the privileges of..." and here he leans in, right in her face, "running a teashoP." The 'p' in shop pops loudly.
Drama is everything sometimes.