Someone -- a feminine someone -- breathes a dreamy sigh. Several heads turn to see Meggot leaning forward, elbows upon the table's surface, watching the star intently with a faint smile upon her lips.
"Well, that's poetry," she says, voice soft.
"Are there characters to this story?" another voice takes the opportunity to ask -- while there's an interruption.
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Date: 2007-07-02 05:03 pm (UTC)"Well, that's poetry," she says, voice soft.
"Are there characters to this story?" another voice takes the opportunity to ask -- while there's an interruption.