( Sashay your heart out, Eponine. Johnny will ogle. Gladly. Sorry about it. )
Good point. ( He can practically feel her eyes raking over him, succeeding in not visibly reacting other than a small clearing of his throat. You want him for dinner? He's yours. Wait -- what? No, no, he's supposed to be good tonight. No. Okay. They're good. )
I bet my plans are wilder and crazier than yours though. ( He leans in a little closer, whisper conspiratorially: ) I've been handing out candy to campers. All. Night.
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Good point. ( He can practically feel her eyes raking over him, succeeding in not visibly reacting other than a small clearing of his throat. You want him for dinner? He's yours. Wait -- what? No, no, he's supposed to be good tonight. No. Okay. They're good. )
I bet my plans are wilder and crazier than yours though. ( He leans in a little closer, whisper conspiratorially: ) I've been handing out candy to campers. All. Night.
( The sarcasm is strong with this one. )