[ -- she knows the voice before she glances (coyly) over her shoulder. steve, with all the subtlety of a national anthem, here to blow her cover. the 'blonde' arches a brow and slinks back a step from the vendor. the volume of her voice drops, but it remains sweet-and-low-toned. and american. ]
Goodness, [ her chin lifts. ] It isn't polite to stare.
[ perhaps she toes the line. wonders, briefly, how certain he is of his convictions that she is -- indeed -- herself. but a part of her heart rallies at the thought of him recognizing her despite the disguise. ]
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Date: 2016-08-31 12:59 pm (UTC)Goodness, [ her chin lifts. ] It isn't polite to stare.
[ perhaps she toes the line. wonders, briefly, how certain he is of his convictions that she is -- indeed -- herself. but a part of her heart rallies at the thought of him recognizing her despite the disguise. ]