#primalady

"Ça sonne," Berlioz commented pointing to his glass, "it was ringing from here when you were singing, I swear. Your voice is getting stronger, it even pulled me away from my book."

hazel eyes mused at his own comment . he thought it was comical ! a business is closed , you see someone trying to get inside , you pass them a little 'leave a message and they'll call back later' , and go about both of your days with a laugh . this time though , it seemed maybe he had tried to be buddy buddy with the wrong person . " oop - - " matt's lips formed into a thin line at the delivery of those words before they sucked in as if he'd sucked on a lemon . o k a y . well , i guess she got her point across well , matthew couldn't necessarily blame her for that ; but , did she have to say it LIKE that ? the brunet tries to give another toothy smile , nodding in understanding . he could tell by how she was dressed , how this woman held herself , that perhaps this wouldn't be the easiest thing to explain . . .