[She pauses some, thinking. Only to brush past him, making her way to the couch. Dropping her scarf, and kicking her shoes off as she goes, leaving them in her wake.]
You know how I am with challenges, Arthur.
I'm sure I would look good. It is a little long though. Perhaps that shouldn't matter though.
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You know how I am with challenges, Arthur.
I'm sure I would look good. It is a little long though. Perhaps that shouldn't matter though.