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Seth Hajji (lettuce_rejoice) wrote in paxletalelogs,

Mirza laughed, shaking his head a little. As if to either combat or agree with the Cajun drawl, he affected a perfect Egyptian Arabic accent full of rolling R's and things that would make paranoid people think Terrorist, "Sooner or later, you'll assimilate, my friend. And then no one will be any wiser."

It wasn't anything that was out of place for him. Mirza was just a friendly people person. If he were a cat, he'd be one of those lap cats that you can never get away from. The ones that wanted to be in your newspaper when you were reading it.

There were only a few professions that could get him out all night and include him getting on his knees - stripper, prostitute and janitor to name a few... None of them were particularly glamorous.

The handsome Cajun seemed to freeze for a second at the revelation that Miss was Mister though he responded to either. So funny, every time that happened. And knowing what would come next, he affected a shy smile, looking at his knees for the obvious look over.

Mirza glanced up at the Cajun, unable to suppress his own grin, "Lovely." And about time if he had any say on the matter. Too many heteros! Again Mirza turned, but this time he rested his legs over the other man's lap rather boldly, "So tell me, Mysterious Cajun... Is there any such thing as breakfast gumbo?" He bit his bottom lip, trying so hard to keep in a giggle.