Wait, stop-- [She can't help it; Oni arches her neck, grinning like an idiot and nudging his hand with her head, when he pets her hair like that.] Jesus, any more of that and my foot's gonna start that nonsense...
Tell me th'truth. It's because I still owe you a drink, isn't it? [And then she gives him a thoughtful look.] Tell ya what... If you can keep it plutonic, I'll make good on that offer.
Really... [She mimics him, tilting her head in the other direction.] I could almost say th'same of you, darlin'-- Except you've got two eyes, and neither of them are glowin' red.
[The smell is all wrong, too. Her nose never lies, but she'll keep that observation to herself.] Who do I look like?
I assume you meant platonic? Otherwise Oni's in for a lot of innuendo... ;)
If you say so. Et merci encore, if you really think I'm pretty.
Seriously?! [And now she's almost in his personal space.] You'd think it'd be longer... I grew up around men who never cut their hair. That shit was down to their waist. I mean you could tether a freakin' horse with it.
Oh, excuse me. [Snapping her fingers in a z-formation, with a laugh.] I didn't realize I was talkin' to an Independent Man, who don't need no drinks from no femme.
Well, in that case, thank you sincerely. I usually keep my hair pretty short... But there's always that split-second feeling of "what the fuck have I done?" when I go this short.
Because honestly he was going to start with the 'you're out of the world' lines...
With an offer like that, how can I possibly refuse?
Stylish? Per'aps... But I've been cuttin' my own hair since I was a child... I don't feel like myself when my hair is too long. [A laugh.] Like th'opposite of Samson.
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