[She listens, not even trying to hide her amusement. As much as she hopes that none of his fans see him talking to her (that would lead to so many questions, and notice she'd rather avoid), she isn't exactly attempting to keep her face hidden. She can be open for a little while, she thinks. Especially with Jake. He'd never done anything awful to her.
You got the pretty face to be hiding something like that in you. He really has no idea, and that makes her laugh, though no sound leaves her mouth. Her pretty face had gotten her out of more scrapes than she could count over the past few years, that was for sure.
At his final plea she shakes her head and takes out a pen and a piece of paper from inside her coat pocket. She leans over, scribbling on the armrest between them, and offers the note forward:]
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You got the pretty face to be hiding something like that in you. He really has no idea, and that makes her laugh, though no sound leaves her mouth. Her pretty face had gotten her out of more scrapes than she could count over the past few years, that was for sure.
At his final plea she shakes her head and takes out a pen and a piece of paper from inside her coat pocket. She leans over, scribbling on the armrest between them, and offers the note forward:]
Just paying a few visits. What about you?