"No, the locals don't seem to know anything about the old Watergate Hotel," Daphne pouted, making her way across the room.
Really, it wasn't much of a pout. Not when it came hand-in-hand with a lean over the desk that was fully intended to show off a bosom that wasn't really there to begin with.
And Daphne here wasn't being subtle about it at all.
"I had the most enlightening conversation with a Mountie, though."
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Date: 2009-04-09 08:06 pm (UTC)Really, it wasn't much of a pout. Not when it came hand-in-hand with a lean over the desk that was fully intended to show off a bosom that wasn't really there to begin with.
And Daphne here wasn't being subtle about it at all.
"I had the most enlightening conversation with a Mountie, though."