"Something about me? Flattering, really." He pursed his lips thoughtfully, rolling his eyes in thought. "But how are you gonna know I'm, uh, telling the truth? I mean, I could lie and you'd never know, would you?"
He leaned against the countertop, across from her, smiling blandly in her face. "I'm thirty... six, I think. Give or take a year." And wasn't that true enough? He didn't keep count, but it was close. Probably.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:12 am (UTC)He leaned against the countertop, across from her, smiling blandly in her face. "I'm thirty... six, I think. Give or take a year." And wasn't that true enough? He didn't keep count, but it was close. Probably.