[Damon smirks at her from his position beside her.]
Does this mean you'll have to bodily search me?
[Fff, he is taking things seriously though and he strips off the coat that he was wearing, searching the pockets of it, takes out the wallet that he carries, the cellphone.
[and there's another look, this time her hand resting on the counter and looking back at him with even more of a smirk. She wouldn't suggest it, but if he's offering -- she never said she had a problem with objectifying the men in her life]
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Does this mean you'll have to bodily search me?
[Fff, he is taking things seriously though and he strips off the coat that he was wearing, searching the pockets of it, takes out the wallet that he carries, the cellphone.
Nothing seems out of the ordinary yet.]
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Only if you make me.
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Now see that's tempting.
Or we can just strip everything off, see if there's anything hiding anywhere.
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Well. Whatever it takes.
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I would hate to have one of these witchy things hidden in my clothes somewhere.
[He slips his shirt off first, shaking it out but there's... nothing there.]
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That's really the best place to hide them. It keeps them close to the target and the curse effective.
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[raises an eyebrow as he smirks, looking up at her and sliding off those pants next.
Oh yeah.]
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It is my business, Damon. I'd be a very poor salesmen if I didn't know how witches operated.
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You'd be a very amazing saleswoman whether or not you knew. [Smirk.
That's a compliment, yes.]
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Still. It's good to know your trade. It can get you out of more than a few jams.
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I'll keep that in mind. [Smirk.] So. Looks like it's not on me.
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No. Apparently not. Guess it must not be my kind of magic.
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Guess not.
Worth a shot.
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I could do some research. See if there's something from other Wanderers who have fallen through.