The raised eyebrow and look of bewilderment on Marie’s face was delicious to Whip; he drank it in as if it were the tastiest of fruit juices. He would never take advantage of such a dear, innocent selkie, but being true to his pixie ways, he was compelled to be a tad playful .
By the tone of her voice, Whip could tell that the question she posed was strictly rhetorical, however, he just couldn’t help responding, “Crafty? Moi?”, He took her hand up and gently kissed it, “Thank you, Marie! You are too kind!”. He wondered if she knew what a compliment crafty was to a pixie.
“Where to eat? Hmmmmm…I know! How about ‘Yuki Asian Grill’? Besides their entrees, they have very nice soups and salads aaaaaaand a sushi bar!”, Whip brainstormed and then inquired of Marie if she might enjoy his selection. “While we are eating, we can discuss the various clubs and what kind of music you might enjoy dancing to”, he grinned, pleased with himself, “How does that sound, ey?”.