Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
"It is true. Perhaps I should try out Torchline for Longheat - it seems to have worked its wonders on you," he remarks. "And besides, Paige seems to have a business proposition for me, so I may have another reason to fly down here more often." You know, besides his little sister, which is absolutely a good enough reason all on its own, as Flora undoubtedly agrees.
"Mm...? How did it taste?" he asks, genuinely curious. "If you wanted to try other flavours, I have a herb garden in my boat. Personal supply." Who knows what that's code for, if it is code for anything at all.
The smug part of Mateo wants to take a bit of pride at having rendered Flora (almost) speechless, but he's too busy feeling pleased to be invited back to the apartment to care. And while he does notice the ellipsis where Enzo should be, the botanist is practiced in the art of saving feelings. "I would love to," he says, and he means it. "Maybe I can try some of your gin, if you have any left."
"Mm...? How did it taste?" he asks, genuinely curious. "If you wanted to try other flavours, I have a herb garden in my boat. Personal supply." Who knows what that's code for, if it is code for anything at all.
The smug part of Mateo wants to take a bit of pride at having rendered Flora (almost) speechless, but he's too busy feeling pleased to be invited back to the apartment to care. And while he does notice the ellipsis where Enzo should be, the botanist is practiced in the art of saving feelings. "I would love to," he says, and he means it. "Maybe I can try some of your gin, if you have any left."
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
