[ and here, with the exact appropriate amount of drama to be expected of a wizard, we have Stephen Strange wandering with Understated Grandiosity™ down the central staircase. his polo and suit jacket combo and total lack of levitating cloak somewhat detracts from the usual impact.
still, he doesn't miss a beat. ]
I thought we were sharing trade secrets over dinner.
[ he shouldn't be surprised that he wouldn't know her if he passed her in the street had he not been given a description. still, the temporary new look gives him pause, the uptick of a smirk.
impressive.
he's hit the bottom of the stairs, walks over to greet her properly. ]
Well, you did your best. And I'm ready when you are. All that and more can be yours just as soon as you've fed me.
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Should I ring your bell?
[ — the doorbell, naturally. ]
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[ but the door's going to swing inwards on its hinge as soon as she gets close, so really what's the point. ]
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without pausing, she strolls forward, head tipping this way and that as she takes in the space. ]
Who's your interior decorator?
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still, he doesn't miss a beat. ]
I thought we were sharing trade secrets over dinner.
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her own ensemble is understated. a plain dress under a peacoat, cool tones and unmemorable for a reason. the bob's fun, though. bouncy. ]
Can't blame a gal for trying.
[ is that a genuine smile? maybe so. ]
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impressive.
he's hit the bottom of the stairs, walks over to greet her properly. ]
Well, you did your best. And I'm ready when you are. All that and more can be yours just as soon as you've fed me.