"Cute." Jay comments, smiling at him as he comes over to wrap an arm around Emcee's waist. "And they won't look out of place with any of your outfits."
He reaches around Emcee to finger a pair of butter-smooth black leather driving gloves.
A tall, dark haired girl comes in, rattling off an order of costumes in fluid if slightly accented German. She leans on the counter, scanning the room as she waits for her order to be boxed. She catches Emcee's eye and smiles. It's a sweetly devilish smile. The sort that can only lead to mischief.
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Date: 2016-04-07 10:28 am (UTC)He reaches around Emcee to finger a pair of butter-smooth black leather driving gloves.
A tall, dark haired girl comes in, rattling off an order of costumes in fluid if slightly accented German. She leans on the counter, scanning the room as she waits for her order to be boxed. She catches Emcee's eye and smiles. It's a sweetly devilish smile. The sort that can only lead to mischief.