straight as a board, uniform pressed nicely and not a hair out of place, he appears as the perfect servant.
" would you like to see for yourself, sir? "
" oh, no, " comes from the doorman, rapt gaze focusing entirely on adrian. " but anyone who comes here * are treated like one. or a baron, in some cases. whichever one prefers. "
the doorman looks * inviting. welcoming. standing ...
" i'd have brought you something more substantial if i knew we'd be entertaining you today, miss giselle, " the doorman answers with a light tease and gingerly puts down one out of several glasses before her snout.
" and i will admit i am rather out of my depth ...
before her contains simple skimmed milk; the others, on the other hand, contain anything from their beloved mimosa to a sparkling champagne and, should she not want anything alcoholic, juices and water.
her mind is... jumbled, so he does ...
she is quite the crow, miss vindicta. full of charm, as her companion is, i am sure.
( taking in the bird in question, hum on tongue. quite the sight, quite the bird; indeed. )
and one must always treasure their companions!
oh? is that so? and does that not require you to buy something first for you to get these... ' free ' bags?
( ghostly blue eyes zero in on jacob lash's features, hand curling 'neath chin in faux - contemplation. )
so not exactly free, no?
β Not too fond of fancy people anyway. β He shrugged, not too interested in trying to understand.
β Well, no, but usually you get paper bags while shopping, and they don't charge extra for 'em; so free but... not really, yeah. β
walking * perfectly fine despite the amount of times her tail smacks against his legs, carrying a tray with refreshments and lifting it above head when the tail gets a bit too high for his liking.
" miss, do take care; i'd hate to cause an accident. "
you'd be surprised.
( when rich and the coffers are full the price of a paperbag with a smidgen of fool's gold on it means nothing. rather, he knows, they'd prefer paying for the bag than to pay for the cost of cleaning. )
nothing in this world is free.
β You're joking. Like, who cares if the bag has a "B" plastered on it? It's going to get ruined anyway. β
He lifts his brow. β Nobody is payin' two dollars for a paper bag. β