A half smile flickers on his face before he drowns it with the beer. "Yeah, something like that."
He looks to the girl, "So, Clementine... you're... uh, not really police are you?" He lowers his voice as he speaks, leaning inward and against the table with the eyes that have worked on far too many women to give them that 'you can tell me anything' confidence.
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Date: 2011-06-28 03:32 am (UTC)He looks to the girl, "So, Clementine... you're... uh, not really police are you?" He lowers his voice as he speaks, leaning inward and against the table with the eyes that have worked on far too many women to give them that 'you can tell me anything' confidence.