[Wanda's flirting style is.. well. He's not sure she's flirting, actually. But it's something. It's that sense of warmth that seems to emanate from that charms him. He hopes to leave here with her and her heart intact, though he's beginning to see the appeal of the fantasy.
He follows along after her, very obediently like a proper Golden Retriever. He shakes out a wadded up white T-Shirt and puts it on as he follows, peering around her garden.]
If it's anything like your garden, I'm in for a treat. [He smiles slyly, eyes lowering down her back and up again to the back of her head.]
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He follows along after her, very obediently like a proper Golden Retriever. He shakes out a wadded up white T-Shirt and puts it on as he follows, peering around her garden.]
If it's anything like your garden, I'm in for a treat. [He smiles slyly, eyes lowering down her back and up again to the back of her head.]
Have you lived here long?