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> Juliane chuckles at Lance, "If I had a pretty dress for every time a ser has said that...."
> Brighde arches her light eyebrow at Lance, "Tha' didna sound verra right." > Brighde smiles at Lance and Juliane. > Juliane says to Brighde laughingly, "Nothing he is saying is sounding right, sera." > Lance assumes, "You'd have no dresses, for that was unique." > Brighde grins at Juliane. > Brighde nods agreeingly. > Lance also assumes, "I could live if you were without dress." > Lance supposes, "In which case, I should only flatter you with my hands, an' not with my mouth." > Juliane grins at Lance, "If you weren't such a rogue... I would let you in my room to see how many dresses i really have." > Brighde tisks at Lance scandalously. > Lance coos to Juliane, "Better yet, come to my room an' try mine on." You laugh at Lance. > Juliane giggles at Lance, "We could try them on together." > Lance easily says to Juliane, "Sounds like a date."
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