"Well then," he said back, watching her half cautious but half to simply observe her reactions. This was her domain now, and in more ways than one. And where those might tread and masquerade as people she once knew, they were merely reading from a story that she herself wrote.
"Come on," he whispered in her ear. "Lets go find the gossip."
He walked inside and a waiter stood with a tray of champagne. Rightly speaking, Jack knew he ought not be giving Reinette drinks. Not least when she'd been on so much medication. But then he doubted it would hurt, a glass or two, and so he lifted a pair from the tray, holding one towards her.
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:15 am (UTC)"Come on," he whispered in her ear. "Lets go find the gossip."
He walked inside and a waiter stood with a tray of champagne. Rightly speaking, Jack knew he ought not be giving Reinette drinks. Not least when she'd been on so much medication. But then he doubted it would hurt, a glass or two, and so he lifted a pair from the tray, holding one towards her.
"Madame," he said, a glint in his eye.