(Good, then everyone can tease him. She opens her hand in a gesture, like she's inviting him.) Hey, you've got plenty of time. And for the record, so do I.
(She's just going to leave that there and let Dick think whatever he so chooses. She's a little hesitant to let go of his hand, but soon reminds herself there will be plenty of other opportunities for much more than just holding hands. Which she is, of course, looking forward to as long as it doesn't end with someone dead.)
What kind of dessert is what I'm wondering. (It's gone from mischievous to full on devious here.)
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(She's just going to leave that there and let Dick think whatever he so chooses. She's a little hesitant to let go of his hand, but soon reminds herself there will be plenty of other opportunities for much more than just holding hands. Which she is, of course, looking forward to as long as it doesn't end with someone dead.)
What kind of dessert is what I'm wondering. (It's gone from mischievous to full on devious here.)