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Jaime Elizabeth Davies (finder) wrote in silverage,

"I will be sure to keep that in mind in the future. That you read me clinging to something as offering it to you. It'll come in handy, and then just think how much fun opposite day will be." She really didn't mind, but it was kind of amusing, him trying to be a gentleman or whatever he was doing.

She did grin when he laughed; she was always ridiculously pleased when she got genuine reactions out of him. It meant she'd managed to surprise him, and that was never a bad thing in her book. "What, like you've never thought about it?" She teased. She hadn't, honestly. He was ... Balthazar. Thus the lack of worry about awkward sexual tension while living here.

She laughed herself when he continued the joke. "I'd be careful with that," she cautioned playfully. "They might sic someone on you if they think you're corrupting me." Though honestly, given her general weekendly activities, she was pretty well corrupted as it was, and she didn't think her preferred activities were exactly a secret.

"Should be clean? So ... the one clean thing in the shop?" She peered inside before following him in. "What about your room? Is it as bad as downstairs?"