Whether intentionally or not, it's a good a reminder as any of where he is and what he came here for, and the fact that it's done. A nod seems to conclude their business, and there's nothing hasty or pointed in the last tap of ash, and the removing of his weight off the desk behind him. ]
Someone ought to've taken up the mantle of Madame Fitcher's card games, [ throughout this motion. Dry, ] A pity.
[ As Bastien lowers one surrendering hand and pivots the other around to pull on the cigarette, he hums. A little too low for pure unmitigated agreement. Calling them Madame Fitcher's card games, specifically, or otherwise giving her any ongoing credit, might not send the right signal to her victims.
But otherwise: good point, immediately sparking into plans. ]
Thank you, [ for the cigarette, wiggled between his fingers illustratively on its way out to the ash tray. ] I will bring you one when I report back on Monsieur soif de sang.
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[ Bastien circles back to agreeably—aside from blondes, of course, and magic, with publicly decorous now only in the maybe column.
Then that earlier what do you mean also circles back to make him raise both hands, jaw-height in muted gesture of surrender, one wafting smoke. ]
Because I do not know you very well.
[ Not because the appeal of Enchanter Julius and Madame de Cedoux is so dubious and inscrutable that he cannot make any sense of it. ]
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[ Agreeable, in kind, and vice versa.
Whether intentionally or not, it's a good a reminder as any of where he is and what he came here for, and the fact that it's done. A nod seems to conclude their business, and there's nothing hasty or pointed in the last tap of ash, and the removing of his weight off the desk behind him. ]
Someone ought to've taken up the mantle of Madame Fitcher's card games, [ throughout this motion. Dry, ] A pity.
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But otherwise: good point, immediately sparking into plans. ]
Thank you, [ for the cigarette, wiggled between his fingers illustratively on its way out to the ash tray. ] I will bring you one when I report back on Monsieur soif de sang.