“I am Jeannie,” she introduced herself with a smile. He had offered his arm, like a true gentleman. How pleasant a change from others she had met recently. Most specifically, the being inside her purse. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
She had to readjust her bag a bit in order to take the proffered arm, but she was not about to let the leprechaun go quite that easily. Instead, the genie tucked it more firmly under her arm, holding it with her elbow. Perhaps a bit more tightly than was absolutely necessary, but his barking seemed to be upsetting the nice man.
Lex.
Lex was a very nice name. It was a pity he was bald. He would look very nice with dark hair, to go with those lovely eyes. Yes, very nice. Perhaps she should give him hair. That would be a kind reward for his help, would it not? She would consider. Something else might suit better, she would think upon it.
“It is so difficult sometimes to keep track of things when they move about, do you not think so? Though it does make life far more interesting. I am glad that I do not have to keep trying to find my home, or I should be hopelessly lost all the time.” She gave the purse an extra squeeze with her elbow, just in case.