[A scrutinizing and wry look crosses his face as he notes that she is currently eating a bearclaw and thus in position to take down whatever statement he might have to make.]
Must be a slow news day if you want my opinion about cupcakes.
[He smiles at her, knowing better than to flirt but completely unable to help himself.]
But since I always try to read your articles, I should be a good sport, right?
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Must be a slow news day if you want my opinion about cupcakes.
[He smiles at her, knowing better than to flirt but completely unable to help himself.]
But since I always try to read your articles, I should be a good sport, right?