[The woman glances over at him with a smile, though it doesn't have the edge of leering that Eames' had to it.]
Seems that way tonight. Unless you'd like to join me.
[She's stunning, but some of Eames' projections just are. Her lips are red, lashes long. She's a conglomeration of his secondary school English teacher, a girl he'd met in Prague, and a model that he'd forged once. Her legs are long and displayed well with her short, black dress. She looks coy, like she's waiting for him to buy her a drink, the one in her hand empty. She's just obvious enough to make Arthur question her, but not enough to make it obvious, and she's cool as Eames is hot under the collar.]
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Date: 2018-05-19 04:41 am (UTC)Seems that way tonight. Unless you'd like to join me.
[She's stunning, but some of Eames' projections just are. Her lips are red, lashes long. She's a conglomeration of his secondary school English teacher, a girl he'd met in Prague, and a model that he'd forged once. Her legs are long and displayed well with her short, black dress. She looks coy, like she's waiting for him to buy her a drink, the one in her hand empty. She's just obvious enough to make Arthur question her, but not enough to make it obvious, and she's cool as Eames is hot under the collar.]