"Oh, it's not you, not at all!" she assured him far too quickly, putting a hand on the inside of his elbow and trying that charming grin on for a second again. "You're a lovely, delightful man with a great brain on you and you...uhm...you're creative and inventive and concerned about my boyfriend, which I totally, TOTALLY appreciate, and you don't make me nervous, okay? Just...the moon is really fucking weird and not at all what I expected and yes! That makes perfect sense. Death's Death City. I totally understand."
She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this jumpy.
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Date: 2009-06-15 01:04 am (UTC)She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this jumpy.