01-05-2012, 09:49 AM
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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun Oi...he heard her. Choosing not to look at him she followed the crowd to the door. "It was a metaphor," she said with a smirk as she walked past him through the door.
Looking around the ballroom she turned back toward Dorian to see him smile and her eyebrows went up. HE SMILED! So he does smile. Interesting. "Never said you didn't pay attention, Mr. Tamerlane," she countered with a smirk as she grabbed another glass of champagne. Well..maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all. So long as she didn't approach whatever topic it was that had closed him off. Hmmm. "Topic...Hobbies?" Sounded safe to her. "What do you like to do in your spare time when and if you have any." Dorian let Laurie think he'd accepted her excuse for the comment about MLE. It hadn't been a metaphor, and even if it had been, she wasn't convincing him with that little smirk. At least it had gotten her off his case about not wanting to talk about his history. Even if she apparently thought it was another opening to try and get him to play. It only partially worked, and even then it was only the event getting to him. Or the alcohol.
"Touché," he said lightly, turning to select another canapé as she took her bit of amusement at getting the smile from him. It wasn't like he couldn't not be serious, the past months and even years hadn't given him enough reason to show his sense of humor. Although it had slightly come out a few times in the office, when dealing with the ridiculousness of the other divison leaders. The whole cult problem had just made him focus on the job again. And he took another drink of champagne as she'd ventured another topic. That was innocent enough. "Reading, mostly," he replied. She'd have known that if she'd ever have gotten free of her files long enough to pay attention to the office, as he still had the stash of novels (and "Watchmen") in his desk drawer. "What about you?" She had to do something beyond deal with Wizengamot trials.
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