"I tried to give the flowers to Peter, but he just rolled his eyes," Neal quips, which is untrue but also within the realm of possibilities. "Yes, I'm at the right place." He holds the flowers out a little bit, wagging them ever so slightly at her to entice her into taking them.
"Come on, get dressed, slip into something nice. I'm taking you out." He steps over the threshold, inviting himself into her home. "I've got things I want you to see, and looking like a sexy lumberjack isn't going to cut it."
He'll beg if he has to, but he also knows that he's very, very hard to resist.
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Date: 2012-12-07 05:48 pm (UTC)"Come on, get dressed, slip into something nice. I'm taking you out." He steps over the threshold, inviting himself into her home. "I've got things I want you to see, and looking like a sexy lumberjack isn't going to cut it."
He'll beg if he has to, but he also knows that he's very, very hard to resist.