I would fall from grace just to touch your face
While Sera makes copies, Maeve takes the time to stack up her own books and notes to clear the table of her mess. She tucks her own papers into the folder that Sera gives her for safe keeping, easily returning her smile. "I can see why you have your title." The Madame teases, laughing softly as she raises a hand for the waiter to come back by, ordering another round of drinks at Sera's suggestion.
"I can't say I've ever played, but I'm always up for a challenge." Maeve tosses the woman a wink, making to stand and grabbing her fresh drink as she heads over to what she presumes is the top. She crosses her arms, cocking out her hip. "Alright... How does this work?"
"I can't say I've ever played, but I'm always up for a challenge." Maeve tosses the woman a wink, making to stand and grabbing her fresh drink as she heads over to what she presumes is the top. She crosses her arms, cocking out her hip. "Alright... How does this work?"
Maeve
