Date: 2018-06-29 05:34 am (UTC)
pointedlook: <lj user="seethesoldiers" site="insanejournal.com"> (hm?)
From: [personal profile] pointedlook
I'd be more worried if you didn't have discerning taste.

[ It's a bit tongue in cheek, a veiled meaning underneath the one she's talking about. Sometimes, you can tell the measure of a person by how well they read between the lines, by what isn't said so much as implied.

And sometimes, you can also read a person by what they preferred to drink. That isn't an exact science by any means, but it's a place to start. Already, her choice says she likes some of the finer things. Not because she's spoiled, but because she's had it in the past. She works hard, earns her keep; she deserves it.

Arthur doesn't have trouble acquiescing to it. He waves the bartender over and orders two, sets the money on the counter as proof. The barkeep walks away and comes back a minute later, swaps the coin for the drinks. ]


I'll take your advice. [ And then he leans in a bit, friendly to any outsider looking in, voice dropping just enough. ]

What else can you do, in addition to those nimble fingers? I have an offer you might be interested in.
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