Her own joke seems to have gone nowhere —- with that she sighs and sits back against the bench.
“I’m aware. I resided there for quite some time after the whole forbidden fruit debacle. I kept ravens, not pigeons.”
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Replying to @illisquimutati
… the jest hanging in the air, uncertain whether it would land, given he wasn't fully positive she was who he thought her to be.
Someone told me that Trader Joe’s was equivalent to paradise —-
I just went for the first time, and as a paradise connoisseur I have to say ... they were exaggerating a bit.
She hears his voice before she lifts her bright gaze to his face. A small, conspiratorial smile tugs at her lips. It has been awhile, indeed.
“Once or twice. Perhaps in a Dream,” she winks and turns back to the fawning flock to finish tossing out her stock of seeds.
Replying to @illisquimutati
He tilted his neck slowly, turning to face the woman, his gaze sharp with a flicker of recognition and a hint of quiet curiosity.
He is frightened? By her? If she knew, she might start giggling and never stop.
“I’ve gone by a few different names for the last few decades. I’ve only now decided that I don’t care —- it got boring, you know?”
A grin as the waitress approaches.
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Replying to @DemonBoyBlu
all the chivalry in Hell has left with me, the charming blue demon.”
She’ll most likely be entertained by his plan to pay for the meal.













