"Relax," Utrov said carelessly. "I was no more serious than you were, when you suggested I wanted to fuck your funny little friend there."
He motioned with one hand, casting something invisible away.
"What fool would have enough of a death wish to propostition someone holding a stack of invitations North? Probably with very pretty calligraphy, too."
It wasn't guaranteed, even there. Just likely. Never so easy.
He regarded the sour-faced blond, insousience in his eyes.
"You look like handing those out is the most fun you ever get."
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Date: 2008-01-04 11:20 am (UTC)He motioned with one hand, casting something invisible away.
"What fool would have enough of a death wish to propostition someone holding a stack of invitations North? Probably with very pretty calligraphy, too."
It wasn't guaranteed, even there. Just likely. Never so easy.
He regarded the sour-faced blond, insousience in his eyes.
"You look like handing those out is the most fun you ever get."