doubt comes in on sticks
With a smirk that said oh do keep the flattery coming, James gave a little half-bow, his hands dexterously waving with the gesture. "So good of you to notice. You'd be surprised just how often my talents go missed." He said, lips fluidly producing the accented speech while also retaining the cigarette in the corner of his
"In any world, aye." James agreed, plucking the cigarette out from between two fingers. "Though you're rather pretty. It's all in the eyes—" So saying, James widened his comically, while blowing a ring of smoke towards the stranger's mossy-green stare. "Reckon that gets ye' far enough, eh? With the boys and girls alike." He added with a mischievous wink, taking an inappropriately long drag on the cigarette while maintaining solid eye contact.
With a delighted grin, James nodded. Picking up his glass, he coughed into one hand while throwing the glass across the room with the other. As it shattered and attention was drawn away, the thief nimbly leaped across the bar swift as a deer. Reaching down and grabbing at a bottle of something amber and most importantly, full, he heaved himself back over, slamming his head into his hands as one of the bar maids came running past. Tipping her a wink and a, "Really, has anyone any manners these days?" The snake slyly placed the bottle on the counter as if it had been there the entire time, before flashing his drinking companion a sunny and innocent smile.
"In any world, aye." James agreed, plucking the cigarette out from between two fingers. "Though you're rather pretty. It's all in the eyes—" So saying, James widened his comically, while blowing a ring of smoke towards the stranger's mossy-green stare. "Reckon that gets ye' far enough, eh? With the boys and girls alike." He added with a mischievous wink, taking an inappropriately long drag on the cigarette while maintaining solid eye contact.
With a delighted grin, James nodded. Picking up his glass, he coughed into one hand while throwing the glass across the room with the other. As it shattered and attention was drawn away, the thief nimbly leaped across the bar swift as a deer. Reaching down and grabbing at a bottle of something amber and most importantly, full, he heaved himself back over, slamming his head into his hands as one of the bar maids came running past. Tipping her a wink and a, "Really, has anyone any manners these days?" The snake slyly placed the bottle on the counter as if it had been there the entire time, before flashing his drinking companion a sunny and innocent smile.
but then he kicks like a horse
