[The girl who swings back to meet him is not the same one he knows. Sure, sure, there's nothing supernatural here. But the red of her eyes and the way her tongue flops loose of her mouth (further than it should, impeded in no way by the madwoman's grin splitting her cheeks) belie something gone terribly wrong.
That gleeful gaze flick from his face, to his hand on her thigh, to the tavern around them. Back to him.
She bursts out laughing. High and hard.]
KYAAA-HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! What is this?! Who are you? Are we on a daaaaaaaate?
[She's not slouching now. The girl jolts upright, unabashed by the proximity. She slams a hand to the table and cocks her head curiously at her company, fascinated by all four of those freeky-deeky peepers. Much like him, her small frame means nothing. She gives the impression of standing six, seven, eight feet tall by force of nature alone. There's no stutter now. It's not even the same voice.]
My my my, and you were too cheap to even buy me dinner. Just one drink and you've got your hands up my skirt? You cad! You absolute scoundrel. You should know better than to get fresh with a lady.
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That gleeful gaze flick from his face, to his hand on her thigh, to the tavern around them. Back to him.
She bursts out laughing. High and hard.]
KYAAA-HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! What is this?! Who are you? Are we on a daaaaaaaate?
[She's not slouching now. The girl jolts upright, unabashed by the proximity. She slams a hand to the table and cocks her head curiously at her company, fascinated by all four of those freeky-deeky peepers. Much like him, her small frame means nothing. She gives the impression of standing six, seven, eight feet tall by force of nature alone. There's no stutter now. It's not even the same voice.]
My my my, and you were too cheap to even buy me dinner. Just one drink and you've got your hands up my skirt? You cad! You absolute scoundrel. You should know better than to get fresh with a lady.
["Lady" is a bit of a stretch.]