He stretched and took the cigarette offered to him. "So, your Luceid, yes?" He said, while scratching his chin. "And, you wear dresses. Um, okay..." He eyes stared off as he adjusted his Katana on his waist. So, what can I help you with? Homework?"
"Quite right." She watched him searching for a pocket like place. "Might I suggest a hand bag? Or maybe putting it down the front?" She gave a cheeky grin.
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