damia ravin speaks fluent sarcasm (contrabandist) wrote in emillion, |
A brow went up in amusement. "Were you? Of course, because you look so much like you belong here," she returned, nonchalantly swiping a truffle off his plate without permission. "Have you robbed anyone of their jewels yet, or is that too experienced for you?"
The truffle was consumed, with wine to follow the swallow. This kid was a piece of work, truly, and trolling him, frankly, was better than anything she'd done all evening. It almost made the invitation worth it.