Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 5, 2007 19:13:47 GMT -5
Leon's jaw drops for the second time this evening, and he tries to find the words to swear with delight, but really can't find his tongue at all. He turns and stares at Melody with elevator eyes, then back to Lachryma and swallows hard.
"I- Bu- Je-...Jesus!" he sputters, unable to find words to tell her how stunning she is. He admires Melody's handiwork from head to toe, able only to ask, in a voice that's barely a dry whisper:
"May I buy you a drink?"
"I- Bu- Je-...Jesus!" he sputters, unable to find words to tell her how stunning she is. He admires Melody's handiwork from head to toe, able only to ask, in a voice that's barely a dry whisper:
"May I buy you a drink?"
