It comes with a frown that can't quite make up its mind whether it's confused or just faintly disapproving. Look, she's not going to tell anyone who they should or shouldn't sleep with, outside the bounds of pointing out the obvious rules and possible sinkholes, but it's not like knowing these things wouldn't make it all a little easier. Isn't this situation complicated enough?
Apparently not, and she spends a second congratulating herself on managing to avoid this level of complexity, before the waitress comes back with her beer, which she accepts with a smile. Lifting the bottle to take a sip, she pauses, a strange half smile teasing at one corner of her mouth.
"Then again, you'd be enough to make anyone reassess their preferences."
Eyes sparkling, knowing it's a compliment, but not, too -- it's just fact. Steve is, objectively speaking, a slam-dunk in the looks department. He's got it all: the build, the eyes, the smile, the classic features, plus a little something extra -- the way he holds himself, the way his military bearing can relax into the boy-next-door in the space of a single breath. It's a difficult combination to resist, and she suspects that more than one guy who considered himself pretty firmly in the 'likes ladies' department has had to think twice around Steve. It's not like these thinks are cut and dry.
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Date: 2013-04-13 03:08 pm (UTC)It comes with a frown that can't quite make up its mind whether it's confused or just faintly disapproving. Look, she's not going to tell anyone who they should or shouldn't sleep with, outside the bounds of pointing out the obvious rules and possible sinkholes, but it's not like knowing these things wouldn't make it all a little easier. Isn't this situation complicated enough?
Apparently not, and she spends a second congratulating herself on managing to avoid this level of complexity, before the waitress comes back with her beer, which she accepts with a smile. Lifting the bottle to take a sip, she pauses, a strange half smile teasing at one corner of her mouth.
"Then again, you'd be enough to make anyone reassess their preferences."
Eyes sparkling, knowing it's a compliment, but not, too -- it's just fact. Steve is, objectively speaking, a slam-dunk in the looks department. He's got it all: the build, the eyes, the smile, the classic features, plus a little something extra -- the way he holds himself, the way his military bearing can relax into the boy-next-door in the space of a single breath. It's a difficult combination to resist, and she suspects that more than one guy who considered himself pretty firmly in the 'likes ladies' department has had to think twice around Steve. It's not like these thinks are cut and dry.