Angelina Johnson (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fiercebird) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
Well that look was obvious enough. Angie wasn't surprised really - it was just the sort of thing she'd meant when she mentioned being ogled to the girls. But she couldn't really be angry. She was approaching him after all. She'd have been irritate d if he hadn't looked at her, right?
She watched the movement of his hand and his words clicked. On duty. Shame that. "Mm, that sort of limits how much entertainment you can get during the course of the gala itself doesn't it?" She drank from her glass. It wasn't exactly a sip, though she didn't drain it either.
Idly she wondered who was even behind that mask, if she knew him or not. His voice was just a low and gruff as she'd expect to go along with his costume and it was piquing her curiosity.