flora
"Gasp." Flora gasps, and had this been a telenovela she's sure the audience would well appreciate the dramatic widening of her eyes. "How lucky for me, because I don't seem to have anything on me.." She pauses, letting the innuendo sink in before adding: "..to pay you with." You know, because neked. No pocketses.
"Does that make you the monster?" With one hand clutching the towel just low enough to reveal a bit of cleavage but to hide everything else, Flora tilts her head. "Should I be scared?"
As Dante approaches, she raises her gaze to get a better look, before the Doubletake offers a coquettish shrug in response. "Fairly often is like, so hard to define, you know? But I will say that there aren't as many kids around here kicking up sand, or drunkards strolling home from the Hanged Man." Mostly it was reverent idiots or the occasional couple here for a bit of hanky panky, neither of which bothered the Doubletake's tanning efforts in the slightest.
"Does that make you the monster?" With one hand clutching the towel just low enough to reveal a bit of cleavage but to hide everything else, Flora tilts her head. "Should I be scared?"
As Dante approaches, she raises her gaze to get a better look, before the Doubletake offers a coquettish shrug in response. "Fairly often is like, so hard to define, you know? But I will say that there aren't as many kids around here kicking up sand, or drunkards strolling home from the Hanged Man." Mostly it was reverent idiots or the occasional couple here for a bit of hanky panky, neither of which bothered the Doubletake's tanning efforts in the slightest.
The rumors are terrible and cruel
But honey, most of them are true
But honey, most of them are true
