This time his smile was born of real amusement, at her and her way of talking, robotic and blunt and devoid of social graces. "What, no small talk?" He cracked an egg into a bowl. "No how've you been, how's your father?" He turned to her again. "What's he doing, anyway?"
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Date: 2012-07-22 07:41 pm (UTC)