"Oops," said Lush, momentarily distracted from sniffing the air to try and figure out from where exactly the scent of Eau de Grumpy Bachelor was coming from, to focus in on the open-mouthed Mithadan.
"Take a picture it'll last lon...I mean, how do you do, good Sir?" Lush beamed a pure, naive, chaste, spotless, grin, hoping that he would close his mouth sooner or later, and offer her a drink.
[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Lush ]
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