"They are," Sarah confirms. "Jeff -- the one who actually sang with you -- is a writer. I met him right after he escaped from that dreadful killing game Hermes set up on that island. I've known Isamu and Hanatarou longer. All three of them spend a lot of time in the Nexus. Jeff can't go a week without being LOLed." She rolls her eyes and takes another sip of her drink.
Flirting with Sarah is a little like flirting with an oblivious brick wall who is still in love with its boyfriend, but complimenting her cooking seems to make an impact. She blushes modestly and beams. "Thank you."
((Pizza? Oh, and it's strudel, not streusel (or streudel, as I kept incorrectly spelling it. Yay German dessert words!)))
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Date: 2008-04-26 03:46 am (UTC)Flirting with Sarah is a little like flirting with an oblivious brick wall who is still in love with its boyfriend, but complimenting her cooking seems to make an impact. She blushes modestly and beams. "Thank you."
((Pizza? Oh, and it's strudel, not streusel (or streudel, as I kept incorrectly spelling it. Yay German dessert words!)))