Excuse? [ He laughs softly ] Dear lady, why ever would you need an excuse?
[ Armand leans in further, hand coming to rest on the bar besides Johanna's and face close to hers but no further, though his gaze flits down to her mouth and back up in clear invitation. ]
no subject
[ Armand leans in further, hand coming to rest on the bar besides Johanna's and face close to hers but no further, though his gaze flits down to her mouth and back up in clear invitation. ]
Take what you wish..