He filed the information away in the back of his mind amidst the other information he'd managed to glean so far from their brief interaction. He was glad now that he hadn't simply tried to steal from her - although it had been a distinct possibility. This was turning out to be much more interesting. And, if he were an enterprising thief (and he was), she could turn into more than just a pretty face. It was always nice to make a good impression on a potential new client, after all.
And it seemed that Hotaru had more in common with her daughter than just good looks and flirtation, which was better for George all around.
"Ah, but what was it you said earlier? You are, I believe, fashionably late, which is to say that you're right on time." It was something he'd learned early on in life: pretty women were never late, but they always kept you waiting. He straightened with a grin. "As for the rest, well, my body and I are yours to command."
And it seemed that Hotaru had more in common with her daughter than just good looks and flirtation, which was better for George all around.
"Ah, but what was it you said earlier? You are, I believe, fashionably late, which is to say that you're right on time." It was something he'd learned early on in life: pretty women were never late, but they always kept you waiting. He straightened with a grin. "As for the rest, well, my body and I are yours to command."
xoxo, George
