Marcelo grinned. He'd take later. If there was still a later after she got the secret of Vesper. He did shift in his chair when he felt her foot brush against his leg.
"How about we want ice cream later, too? That way Alonso doesn't become sad on such a good night." He leaned forward to take the taste of offered food.
He gave up on checking on his tie. It could do it's own damn thing.
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"How about we want ice cream later, too? That way Alonso doesn't become sad on such a good night." He leaned forward to take the taste of offered food.
He gave up on checking on his tie. It could do it's own damn thing.