[What? No, she's not supposed to compliment him on it! Surprise flashes across his face followed by a huff and a faint blush that he rather hopes is lost to the darkness.]
Between you and Cyrus... [He grumbles to himself as he hurries after her for the exit. Louder, he scoffs:]
I doubt that. You've a better figure for it, for one thing.
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Between you and Cyrus... [He grumbles to himself as he hurries after her for the exit. Louder, he scoffs:]
I doubt that. You've a better figure for it, for one thing.