"Ah, but yoga isn't a sport. Just an exercise." He never understood it, either - the poses were ridiculous and it didn't do anything. Oh well. He turned back to her, finding a way to lean against the wall, and regarded her mildly.
"He said you were a little jumpy, but he never mentioned all the spitfire you have going on for you." He took another sip - a real one, this time - and shrugged. "Mm, I think - I think I'm mostly interested because of the, uh, lookalike factor. You know, Dr. Crane and him. It's just spooky." He giggled and tilted his head. "Now, see, there's the rub. He said, 'aw, kill her if you want, Joker, I don't care,' but he does. Whoever said Mata Hari didn't leave behind some legacy for women of the next generations, huh?"
He looked over the pictures again, idly. "Keep in touch with any of your, uh, field hockey teammates? Maybe your, ahah, sorority sisters?" Yes, he remembered that bit about the bunny suit.
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Date: 2009-05-03 01:05 pm (UTC)"He said you were a little jumpy, but he never mentioned all the spitfire you have going on for you." He took another sip - a real one, this time - and shrugged. "Mm, I think - I think I'm mostly interested because of the, uh, lookalike factor. You know, Dr. Crane and him. It's just spooky." He giggled and tilted his head. "Now, see, there's the rub. He said, 'aw, kill her if you want, Joker, I don't care,' but he does. Whoever said Mata Hari didn't leave behind some legacy for women of the next generations, huh?"
He looked over the pictures again, idly. "Keep in touch with any of your, uh, field hockey teammates? Maybe your, ahah, sorority sisters?" Yes, he remembered that bit about the bunny suit.