[Well, what do you know. This might actually be...not fun, exactly, but an acceptable diversion. Certainly the prospect of solving a puzzle is far preferable to sitting around thinking about a boat and a lake and a gun and an erroneous indictment for murder.]
As opposed to you, who wears your attire like a shield. You don't invite remark so much as dare anyone who sees you to comment.
[Idly, he makes a small circle with his glass, making the amber liquid begin to circle the edges like a tiny whirlpool.]
You haven't let your glass go empty yet, and that bottle isn't a particularly quality vintage — you're not a connoisseur. You'll drink what's available, because it's the outcome that matters, not the experience.
[He considers a minute, head tilting very slightly to the side.]
I probably infuriate you. A spoiled brat with my fancy liquor, taking up space on your bar. Thinking I know anything about you. Everything about me is pretense, and at least you're authentic, for whatever result that gets you.
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As opposed to you, who wears your attire like a shield. You don't invite remark so much as dare anyone who sees you to comment.
[Idly, he makes a small circle with his glass, making the amber liquid begin to circle the edges like a tiny whirlpool.]
You haven't let your glass go empty yet, and that bottle isn't a particularly quality vintage — you're not a connoisseur. You'll drink what's available, because it's the outcome that matters, not the experience.
[He considers a minute, head tilting very slightly to the side.]
I probably infuriate you. A spoiled brat with my fancy liquor, taking up space on your bar. Thinking I know anything about you. Everything about me is pretense, and at least you're authentic, for whatever result that gets you.